Pink Ribbons

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  1. BelovedDreamer

    BelovedDreamer Well-Known Member

    Wrap the world in ribbons
    and what do you get?
    The world wrapped in ribbons
    and my heart tied in knots
    and someone’s dreams
    —surely not my own—
    in tatters on unhallowed ground.
    So tell
    do tell.
    What does all this wanting mean?
    Nothingness and rose petals
    and oddly tinted glasses.
    Desire breaks you
    at the point where you think you are most hale.
    There you find yourself weakest.
    Oh but to be in love with youth
    as so many seem to be.
    Oh to be in love with want
    as so many are swayed to be.
    Oh to be in despair
    and think it home!
    Such happiness would be found in all of these.
    We who missed our centuries
    or tripped on our chances
    or forgot ourselves
    and woke to the world which knew us
    when we knew ourselves not.
    Oh youth
    peers of mine
    who stand so mutely in their apathy
    who spend and fuck with a rage
    that belies their blindness.
    To the aged
    who die
    nearly children in cribs again
    destitute for pills with child safety caps.
    To the aging
    who having once marched
    seem to consider their duty over
    they whimper over eight tracks
    and now think they deserve peace
    retirement and a time to burn money in place of bras.
    To all of us
    the wounded
    the weightless
    the wastrels
    To the daydreaming doodlers
    to the boogiemen of industry
    to the dying the damned and the doily knitting suburbanites
    to the taken in and the taken aback
    to the mute and mutants.
    To the world
    falls the world.
    To the pretty girl
    with the cigarette mouth
    to the aging dyke with the battle scarred self
    to the negligent figure who never did father
    to i—I—, burning girl with the celebrant eyes,
    to the body that remembers
    to all the boogiemen who wait in the eaves
    all the various destructive forces that are mine
    falls me or something like it.
    I have no words.
    I write and gain no understanding.
    The ending is found but still
    knots
    and garish pink ribbons.
    The world, surely, is mad.
     
  2. Darkness N Light

    Darkness N Light Staff Alumni

    Beloved,
    This poem is a very deep and emotional poem. The words and the way you have worded the poem is very powerful. I am so sorry if this is how your feeling. If you ever need to talk I am here for you. Send me a pm and I will get back to you soon. I hope to see more of your poems soon. Take care and I love you. :hug: :cheekkiss :hug: :cheekkiss :hug: :cheekkiss :hug: :cheekkiss


    With Love,
    Crystal :hug: :cheekkiss
     
  3. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    Dearly Beloved... you've done it again. You never cease to amaze me with your wit, your feelings expressed so eloquently. I would give my right arm to be able to write so.:sad:

    Please keep 'em coming.

    love, least xoxo
     
  4. BelovedDreamer

    BelovedDreamer Well-Known Member

    Thanks guys. :) This poem meant a lot to me. And so do your comments.
     
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