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Post by DavidMc on Nov 24, 2006 13:16:52 GMT -6
Savage Soul.
I fell into the space between the moments,
And found myself in a Manoir as old as the stones,
On the old road between Paris and Brest…
The sky is much sadder here
Though the silence is deep and healing,
I guess many who falter someday atone
It’s part of the contract inscribed on the bone;
Still the Goat’s butt my chest,
And the Hen’s peck my shins,
Nobody here is counting my sins..
Then once again the scenery changes,
And I sit at the feet of my soul
I’d been selling sand to nomad’s in the desert
When a wise Camel snorted:
“You’ve been noticed in too many places,
time to move on find a small oasis, and
get your demons sorted”
The savage soul speaks a language all it’s own;
Sometimes In fragments of awareness and understanding,
Walking along thorny pathways undergrown.
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Post by magpie on Dec 6, 2006 2:34:11 GMT -6
Oh, i remember this one - I like the scene changes and the surrealism...
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Post by DavidMc on Dec 6, 2006 4:21:40 GMT -6
You have a long memory Mags LOL! ... I wrote this one whilst I was living in France, literally between two lives...
David
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Post by glenn on Dec 6, 2006 11:20:21 GMT -6
It's a good poem. Glad you re-posted it.
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Post by tolteclogic on Dec 6, 2006 13:29:14 GMT -6
Yes, i must agree.
Very good.
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Post by DavidMc on Dec 6, 2006 14:48:36 GMT -6
Thanks Glenn and tl ... much appreciated.
David
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Post by netfolk on Dec 6, 2006 18:48:37 GMT -6
I liked this one david, particulary this part:
I’d been selling sand to nomad’s in the desert
When a wise Camel snorted:
“You’ve been noticed in too many places,
time to move on find a small oasis, and
get your demons sorted”
A playful way of drawing the reader to the focus of the write. No doubt just as things get comfortable it is time to move on. Great read, always something new with your writes and I like that as well.
peace as always,
Bernie
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Post by anirbas on Dec 7, 2006 10:48:51 GMT -6
Yes, one of my favorites, of many favorites of mine, that you've done... I havn't had goats butt my chest, but I have had hens peck my shins and sat at the foot of my soul...So, I always feel this one...Beautiful writing on a universal subject--wrestling the inner demon...Nir.  |
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Post by anirbas on Mar 31, 2013 23:48:39 GMT -6
Worthy of a resurrection...hehe
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Post by moseley on Apr 14, 2013 17:11:31 GMT -6
Jesus Christ yes, this is why you are a poet, this poem right here...shit, fuck yes...just a pure straight truth told earnestly and clearly....I missed this one before, however, it is now on paper in my wallet...next to the "Emperor of Ice Cream", "Do Not Go Gentle.." and then "Savage Soul". David, this is your best poem ever, at least in my book.
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Post by anirbas on Apr 15, 2013 19:24:17 GMT -6
I concur with you, Moseley. I wish he was chained to a computer, writing more poetry like this, instead of being chained to it to make a living...But, once we finally were together for good, then reality stepped in and we both had to work to make this living work...lol...
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Post by DavidMc on Apr 17, 2013 16:14:16 GMT -6
John you are more than kind ... I love acclaim as much as the next wo -man!
I haven't written much for a time and maybe that's because I am content in a routine.
But thank you for your time you are a Man to treasure!
And my darling Sabrina ... you appreciate quality Lol!
David
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Post by aims on Apr 17, 2013 18:34:21 GMT -6
Woa, this is an exquisite piece glad it's been unearthed so I could see!!
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Post by DavidMc on Apr 17, 2013 20:37:23 GMT -6
Thank you Amy Glad you liked it!
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Post by anirbas on Apr 20, 2013 22:56:16 GMT -6
As do you, my darling. As do you...hehe...As always, whether I was and am smitten by you, or not, this piece, is hands down, one of my favorites...And the one, with the "domino five" line...Oh, what a line...
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