Kylli Sparre
My eyes ride deeper
Into their sockets
An exodus from the mundane?
Or an inclination toward delirium?
My brain transposes in crayon
I’ve never once visited
The Prime Material Plane
They say it’s inhabited
By the shells of my ancestors
*
Is it okay to remain “not quite”?
Not quite there
Not quite human
Not quite right
Not quite good enough
*
I peel the caramelized edges
From your smile
There are moments
When life is indigestibly sweet
And moments when every fruit proffered
Is naught but seeds and rind.
In defeat there is always the chance
For existential growth
If a bottom
Than a sky, silver-lined
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I’ve a complicated relationship with society
When I was young and in school
My teachers complimented my wisdom
People often ask me how to live
(I’ve given a lot of unusable advice)
How the the hell should I know?
Technically I’m crazy
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The Prime Material Plane is the one we live in
I don’t find it strange that people confide in me but that they seek my counsel is rather strange considering 😛 I think it goes to show we all have influence.
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I smirkled at the last line – aren’t we all! I peel the caramelized edges from your smile – wonderful! 🙂 x
I think so Jenny haha Thank you =)
In defeat there is always the chance
For existential growth
If a bottom
Than a sky, silver-lined
I simply love these lines. Amazing poetry my friend. Such deep and beautiful thoughts. Keep well, sending positive vibes your way.
Thank you so much Samina =)
Love it, deep and full of warm humour too!! 🙂
Thanks Helen!
geez, that i could write this incredible poem on my mirror….
fi a bottom
Than a sky, silver-lined
’ve a complicated relationship with society
Thank you very much I am so glad you liked it!
I peel the caramelised edges from your smile – wonderful!
Thank you B.G.. =)
we do all have influence whether we deny it or not…
cool use of the prime material plane and the shells of your ancestors there.
not quite…i dont know if we will ever feel good enough, you know.
Thanks Brian I’ve always wanted an excuse to mention the Prime Material Plane lol I don’t think so either and that is probably what keeps us striving
Great words Yves, I’m almost tempted to get off my arse and write some poetry again. 🙂
I hope you will Laurie your poetry is amazing
Thank you. 🙂
“If a bottom
Than a sky, silver-lined”
Yes! This is where the poem peaks for me, let me admit I went to Sartre for advice once.
Bravo!
Thank you so much Susan I have often looked to philosophy for advice. I’ve even looked to some very tortured artists
I can think of far worse people than yourself to have influence in this Prime Material Plane. Long may your influence continue! 🙂
Awww thank you Tony that is so sweet
This took my breath away, how often I have felt like this, displaced in a society where others probably think I’m crazy, especially with my idealism. Your words are so powerful and stir the deepest in a human soul, amazing.
Lisa what a tremendous compliment, I always hope that my work will stir. Thank you so much
I love it! Especially the last few lines! It was a great ending! 😀
Awwww thanks =)
Love that last stanza!! I’ll just say that crazy is as crazy does. My favorite thing about one of my therapists was her habit of saying, “Well, that’s just bat-shit crazy” after I’d recount a particularly interesting episode (and technically, my parents are sane).
That therapist sounds pretty awesome Heather
Love it ALL! Yves, caramelized smile…wow! but the second stanza found me…I was bobbing my head…oh YES!! Not quite is actually quite alright in my book. “normal” is so overrated and outdated but “not quite” is so so ublime.
Thank you Oliana ugh normal what a terrible word lol
Haha…I know, eh? When youths who call me ask if they are normal, I quickly steer them away from that word.
Do so it is far better to be yourself and being yourself is extraordinary =)