Thursday, January 18, 2007

Broken in peace

The day was not long
but enough to disrupt
all thoughts of reasoning,
the will to stay strong

the moment was black
lost from the grasp
serenity slipping
with no turning back

life is a short lease
taken at will
so savour each moment
or be broken in peace


Saaleha said...

Nice one!

Unknown said...

Beautiful, poignant and appropriate, Minx. Thanks for posting that.
LAL xx

Anonymous said...

I love it, Minx. It conveys the feeling of urgency, to do what we can, while the day is young. But, that's just my take on it. Thank you for the lovely poem, Minx. :)

Suzan Abrams, email: said...

Each moment is a mystery.
One can only wait & live.
Thank you, Minx.:-)

Suzan Abrams, email: said...

I thought of another definition.

Each moment is a mystery.
One can only wait to see.

Yes, I like this much better.
Thank you, Minx:-)
Did I say that just now?
Well, never mind.
But did I say that too, somewhere thereabouts?
Well, I'll settle for a hug then.

Unknown said...

Nice work Minx- I love that picture too.

Unknown said...

I got distracted by your birthday yesterday. What a great present to come out with this. This is great. I will read it again properly later, but wow, really got into me and I can hear a voice and rhythm. Fantastic.

Roberta said...

The picture with this is a bit dark and opressive. Scary, actually, but it makes me think.

The day was not long
but enough to disrupt
all thoughts of reasoning
the will to stay strong.

This is a very thoughtfully written piece on peace.

You amaze me.

Unknown said...

This comes from a poem file called 'Grumpy Bitch'(which sits alongside 'Writings of the Miserable Cow'). I must have written it when me peace was threatened.
Writing poems is often an emotional rescue, a way to clean the pipes out. Funny, I don't do dancin' daffodils very often!

S. Kearney said...

Leave the dancing daffodils if it means we get this, Minx. I loved it. Very appropriate too!