Celebrating a Year

week 113 ~ summer interior

with 29 comments

she sleeps and dreams of words to free
her if syllables hold the germ
of truth or phrases can confirm
her pathway that may be the key

but vowels lie scattered on the lawn
while consonants come knocking at
the window she ignores them that
way lies madness she’ll not be drawn
into reworking words now gone
speech failed her once she can barely
think of that summer interi-
or without pain and here today
she tries but finds nothing to say
that her future is meant to be

Written by mairmusic

December 16, 2010 at 11:40 am

Posted in December, decima

29 Responses

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  1. wordless?
    maybe there are too much to say.

    very well expressed emotions,
    beautiful poetry as always…

    have fun!


    December 16, 2010 at 1:59 pm

  2. I’ve read over this one several times…it prompted me to wonder why we seek to define the future by what has happpened in the past…just a random thought brought on my your fine poem.


    December 16, 2010 at 3:09 pm

    • Interesting idea to ponder. It’s harder to do though than one might think. I realize that perhaps I’ve been trying for years.


      December 16, 2010 at 10:50 pm

  3. Very lovely Christmas tree. Thank you for sharing your tree and writing of a poem about words. Blessings to you…

    Carol Ann Hoel

    December 16, 2010 at 3:31 pm

  4. I find it all mysterious and a little sad.


    December 16, 2010 at 4:52 pm

  5. Nice thoughts, beautiful words
    Here’s my poetry
    !! Happy Rally !!


    December 16, 2010 at 5:46 pm

  6. i like it. within the breaking of the lines and insistence upon no punctuation you force the reader to really pay attention to what you are saying and find the phrases on their own. the piece then involves the reader in how it is read. cool


    December 16, 2010 at 5:54 pm

  7. I agree with jingle! ure words are amazing, but smtimes, silence speaks more than words themselves ;) check my entry out whne u have the time! Happy Rally!

    Fatima Iqbal

    December 16, 2010 at 6:32 pm

  8. just fabulous marilynn. My mind sometimes acts just like that. :)


    December 17, 2010 at 10:55 am

  9. how are you?
    let me know after you are done:
    #1: return favor to poets who are here,
    #2: commented for 18 poets NEW to you,
    Happy Saturday!
    Thanks form the contribution!


    December 18, 2010 at 4:50 pm

  10. Lovely. We do let the events of the past color the future. Too bad for us, huh?

    • But that’s our life too, and we need to acknowledge where we came from to get here.


      December 19, 2010 at 12:14 pm

  11. Clever. Well done.


    December 20, 2010 at 4:50 pm

  12. […] Celebrating A Year: https://mairmusic.wordpress.com/2010/12/16/week-113-summer-interior/ […]

  13. how are you?

    Season’s Greetings!
    You are nominated, you win one vote, if you nominate other poets, you win another vote 4 yourself, in addition, voting helps you exposed to other poets and make new friends in our community. Hope to see you vote..
    Merry Christmas,
    Hope to See you at potluck week 16 tomorrow…
    We will have a break after week 16, and come back on week 18…
    Your support means a world to us..


    December 25, 2010 at 8:26 pm

  14. Very good expression…Love the line ” but vowels lie scattered on the lawn”…


    December 26, 2010 at 12:28 pm

  15. […] Celebrating A Year: https://mairmusic.wordpress.com/2010/12/16/week-113-summer-interior/ […]

  16. the beauty of words…

    robin ellen lucas

    December 27, 2010 at 2:02 pm

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