Jagged Edges Sounds - 1. Dissonants

2 minutes ago, Lux Apollo said:

Worthy, surely. Nothing you should grieve over.

Thanks. I shall smile, then.

I'm impressed, Parker. I liked the one where you showed the different fates of trees in the storm.

6 hours ago, Timothy M. said:

I'm impressed, Parker. I liked the one where you showed the different fates of trees in the storm.

Trees are fascinating to me. I see them in their essentials all winter. 

3 hours ago, Valkyrie said:

I also loved the juxtaposition in Prelude and especially Fugue.  It was like a duet, where the words entwine and harmonize together.  I found the visuals of the trees particularly striking.  These are all gems, though.  Very well done, sir.  You continue to outdo yourself.  

It's a new idea, but it certainly lends itself to that musical metaphor. Glad you liked that experiment. As for trees, their late winter figures invited inspection and reflection. Thanks so much.,.

I've read your verse and poetry,

and find that it has touched on me,

and so I've sat,

to write you back,

and let you know I'm bitten.

I see you've come straight from the heart,

and not left out the harder parts,

you've gone and done,

a great job, son,

so I'm liking what you've written!

And you comment poetically, too! Thank you for reading these, and for your reaction to them. I'm glad you were moved. 

There are all kinds of poetry, and I understand you love and practice all the forms, but personally, I care less about the form and more about the message and emotions a poem evokes. To me, these seem less fettered, like you removed some shackles. I hope that doesn't offend. I like all you stuff, but each one of these, while structured, had a directness and simplicity I relate best to.  

The Maker... 

"to bend and fashion wood as it were clay, 

or wiser men made over into fools." This was my clue as to where the poem led, and it was perfect in how it tied in to the end. A superb rendering, Parker.

Overtime...

Might be my favorite... it needs no explanation. You paint a picture, stark and harsh, in the most beautiful way. No word is wasted here  

Prelude, and Fugue...

Objects, kept or discarded, paint our history. We all understand both the letting go... the cleansing... and the finding of treasures. This one warms me, for I believe treasured things have power, and it's transferable...  

"one such                                             

watches traffic pass slowly by,                                            

growing ever surer                                                                   

of the fire or                                     

landfill."  Not every thing or every person gets a second chance... there is a sadness to this reality, but it completes the picture. Wonderful!  Another favorite  

Housefire...

The most structured, yet it is not at all rigid. The message I got is how quickly loss can occur, and how unprepared we usually are for it... hindsight is a wonderfully useless thing sometimes  

Trees...

You know my affinity for nature, so of course this appealed to me. It is an active portrayal of how different trees react to an attack... but for me, this went further. This I relate to us humans, and how we all react differently to stress, loss, and pain. The trees were a metaphor of sorts... a powerful one. Another favorite.

It's a collection to be proud of, Parker. There were no passengers here. Each one had its own merit. Sorry for going on... I thank you for these... cheers... Gary....

'It's little consolation to my heart 

the one I love will tear my soul apart.'

These lines are from "The Maker". I think I like this poem the best, especially the last two lines. Isn't it so true though, that the ones we love the most, hurt us the most.

Parker, all these poems are amazing in their own way. Your ability to create such wonderful poetry amazes me. Awesome job, Parker!

On May 18, 2017 at 0:27 PM, Headstall said:

There are all kinds of poetry, and I understand you love and practice all the forms, but personally, I care less about the form and more about the message and emotions a poem evokes. To me, these seem less fettered, like you removed some shackles. I hope that doesn't offend. I like all you stuff, but each one of these, while structured, had a directness and simplicity I relate best to.  

 

The Maker... 

"to bend and fashion wood as it were clay, 

or wiser men made over into fools." This was my clue as to where the poem led, and it was perfect in how it tied in to the end. A superb rendering, Parker.

 

Overtime...

Might be my favorite... it needs no explanation. You paint a picture, stark and harsh, in the most beautiful way. No word is wasted here  

 

Prelude, and Fugue...

Objects, kept or discarded, paint our history. We all understand both the letting go... the cleansing... and the finding of treasures. This one warms me, for I believe treasured things have power, and it's transferable...  

 

"one such                                             

 

watches traffic pass slowly by,                                            

 

growing ever surer                                                                   

 

of the fire or                                     

 

landfill."  Not every thing or every person gets a second chance... there is a sadness to this reality, but it completes the picture. Wonderful!  Another favorite  

 

Housefire...

The most structured, yet it is not at all rigid. The message I got is how quickly loss can occur, and how unprepared we usually are for it... hindsight is a wonderfully useless thing sometimes  

 

Trees...

You know my affinity for nature, so of course this appealed to me. It is an active portrayal of how different trees react to an attack... but for me, this went further. This I relate to us humans, and how we all react differently to stress, loss, and pain. The trees were a metaphor of sorts... a powerful one. Another favorite.

 

It's a collection to be proud of, Parker. There were no passengers here. Each one had its own merit. Sorry for going on... I thank you for these... cheers... Gary....

Gary, I am completely undone by this generous and extended commentary. I thank you for taking the time to read this small collection at length. 'Trees' was the last one written, and came directly from a walk in the early spring woods, as you might guess. The sadness you talk about in 'Prelude and Fugue' is sometimes quite palpable. I wonder if that is what makes me a pack rat. 'Overtime' very nearly stayed in the notebook; yet its harsh glare fit the theme too well to leave it there. 'Housefire' held many deep and personal metaphors and memories. If they came through at all, then well and good. 'The Maker' also held ideas - and perhaps it tells us how much good and harm we can do to one another, as makers to each other. You were so very kind to react to these, and I am very, very grateful.

7 hours ago, Lisa said:

'It's little consolation to my heart 

 

the one I love will tear my soul apart.'

 

These lines are from "The Maker". I think I like this poem the best, especially the last two lines. Isn't it so true though, that the ones we love the most, hurt us the most.

 

Parker, all these poems are amazing in their own way. Your ability to create such wonderful poetry amazes me. Awesome job, Parker!

Thanks so much for your reading and commentary. As I said in another response, I think 'The Maker' can be read in a number of ways, as it contains many metaphors. To me, it also says much about how we can hurt or bless our relationships, as we are makers to each other. Again, thanks for reading.