Curse this mind of discontent
Curse this mind of discontent …
I am often haunted by the questioning mind
this self inflicted madness
Who said that we must delve into the inner reaches
or quell the imposing sadness
A fire burns softly in the inner sanctums of my cabin
yet I stand here in the treelines
watching the curl of smoke from the chimney
my memory stuck in old timelines
Look at the scene before you and tell me why
I hesitate here ever unsettled and sublime
Yet I pray to the gods in gratitude
as he directs me home each time
I built this cabin set in place each log yet
forgot that I had to also make the cabin my home
such is the mind of discontent
the mind that just has to roam
Sometime in my life, I started to write about my life journey, or in poetry, in story perhaps to sort out the missing from the found perhaps and enter them into a place of safekeeping. The soul of the writer is perhaps best described in their own words, emotions and thoughts. If these poems or stories touch something inside you then maybe I have succeeded in sharing. I will not write about my self in profile, because self isn't so important in writing. Only the journey in words and the sharing are important. Why would we say "Now about me!"... I'd rather write about life, nature, serenity ...
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I love this, Ed. I always look forward to reading your posts and you never disappoint me. Nice work.
Great work ED! Is this piece a self diagnosis of yourself? If so, I believe all writers be of fiction or poetry suffer from the same self inflicted madness – it is what makes us do what we do.
I have noticed that while I battle within myself, over mostly fictions, I am also creating my own world, or home. This conflict amazes me and makes me wonder if it is another small clue to what it means to be human. Thank you Ed. Jamie
Thank you Phyllis , anxiety and discontent has always had a little hold on my life , I fear I have passed up much happiness because of it . Yet onward we go ! Thank you.
Kurt , thank you ! Yes it is about me and it may well be some curse , yet I know it is from my childhood as all our emotions are . These days however I feel much more centered , That old saying ,”live within the moment ” perhaps ? Be well .
Jamie , You are going deep there , Yet I know you are correct ! Thank you very much .
Hard pressured to move on from those old timelines and step into the cabin. Sometimes if you spend too much time in the treelines you may lose your way back to the cabin. Very interesting piece Ed. Definitely enjoyed that.