poetry thursday prompt
poetry thursday prompt: the body
a two-minute poem
pondering body and mind
at the farthest end of this street, a bird
sings silently within its small cage
opposite an empty apartment block
i stand here much the same, minus those
bits taken, deemed to be useless or rotten
and hanging onto scars to remember
those things i've long ago forgotten, but
you still amaze me, like two old friends;
a mind less keen though i've never been keener
a body less strong though i've not felt fitter
how far we have come, together, yet still
in a race where there's never two winners
i'm already wondering whether it'll end
like the bird or the empty old building.
*
it's seems quite a downer for old me, so i'm sitting here thinking; is this really me? i have to say yes, though it isn't something i dwell on - i just saw the prompt, had a think and scribbled a few lines. it's all practice, you don't improve waiting for the right prompt to come along!
a two-minute poem
pondering body and mind
at the farthest end of this street, a bird
sings silently within its small cage
opposite an empty apartment block
i stand here much the same, minus those
bits taken, deemed to be useless or rotten
and hanging onto scars to remember
those things i've long ago forgotten, but
you still amaze me, like two old friends;
a mind less keen though i've never been keener
a body less strong though i've not felt fitter
how far we have come, together, yet still
in a race where there's never two winners
i'm already wondering whether it'll end
like the bird or the empty old building.
*
it's seems quite a downer for old me, so i'm sitting here thinking; is this really me? i have to say yes, though it isn't something i dwell on - i just saw the prompt, had a think and scribbled a few lines. it's all practice, you don't improve waiting for the right prompt to come along!
posted by Ian russell at 5:08 AM
4 Comments:
the relationship between mind and body is one i often ponder, usually concluding that Descartes has a lot to answer for in asserting them as separate!
and i was just wondering if there is the possibility of a tied race in your poem?
(this took you two minutes! my first draft of this week's prompt took me five hours. i really must learn to type quicker ;-))
I have often wondered about this very thought, just when you feel at your best, mind and or body, one or both manages to let you know it just isn't so, and leaves us with a non choice..thanks M
Alas there are no ties in life only one can win. Beautiful poem.
you mustn't take it too literal - like the 'coffee break' crossword will always makes you late returning to work. i never use a stopwatch or anything like that - it just seems like two minutes. i really don't have too much time to spend on it, so you cut the cloth to suit your purse - or something. :o)
a tie would mean being hit by a bus? we never expect that ending.
yes, madd, that's true - we don't have a choice. it is best to ponder a little while then put it away.
thanks, wendy.
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