Leatherbound

in The LIFESTYLE LOUNGE4 years ago (edited)

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Leatherbound
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All my aspirations — bound in leather and by string,
confined upon the pressed flesh of old oaks;
inscribèd in purple-black acacia ink —
revised and lowly written on the page.

Portal-like, each rectangle each phase of mine divides,
slow-written, by the quill of the unfathomable divine.
In these phrases, here I am — in symbols, here am I.

I cannot see the pen that moves upon papyric body;
save stirrings of the stagnant air in long-forgot library
where I read — and I am read by prying eyes and pliant hands
of macroscopic men of stars who pause from tracking sand—
each particle, each motioned arc;
afloat an undulating sea
whose draining sink, whose wretched mark;
is known, in hourglassy glee
to be seen swallowed by the whirlpool — slow-revolving time,
then to live again, reversèd; playing out in careful mime
each aspiration never reached — each breath too shallow-made;
each absence of the soul — unreal, imagination-laid
and creaking is the battered spine contracting now to close
my story, full of failure-monuments in regal rows.


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words and images by @d-pend
created for HIVE on Sept. 14, 2020.
additional content available on Patreon


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This poem made me feel sad. Maybe we are in a way like those elegant old books that noone reads or understands. Some of us have to quit our aspirations, change our plans because of circumstances or presure from relatives. That's what it made me think about.

@d-pend, Definitely Life expresses itself through Symbols and sometimes it feels that our whole Journey is just a piece of Imagination. Stay blessed always.

Meow!! What an exciting self introduction from the binding of a book. It's always fun to read your poems.

Thanks for sharing @d-pend,

Your point of view is necessary and formidable.

Books are the key to open the mysteries of the universe.
They must be opened very carefully
As you hear the battered spine creak.
You will know that there is no end
To this mesh of stories bound in blood.

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I read it many times because I found it hard to understand. It's not your fault but it's mine. Too ignorant of what people's mind.

It's nice but something inside me made me sad. It's like I want to have something but I can't.

GREAT POST!!!

Thank you for publishing it to our community feed!
Compliments of the PHC founder @jaynie...

We have tweeted, upvoted and reblogged it for you.

❤ MWAH!!! ❤

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