you saunter out
of my depressive mind,
deformed idea
muddled in nest of cobwebs
your claws growing
from seed, searching
for warmth
or for shaft of light
I hide you from
sunshine and moon-
eyes of strangers
how could anyone
assemble you like I do
you, tarnished with flaws
of all my failed designs
yet beholding you,
i collect
every exhale
of red-veined maple leaf
every scar
of rippling river tide
every wings
of promising butterflies
every verse
unsaddled by violent wind
falling
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I love this... it's like a scrapbook of those little flaws making life beautiful love love the moon-eyes of strangers...
ReplyDeleteI've read this over and over. There's something really haunting about it.
ReplyDeleteI love the movement in the structure of your poem, Grace, and in the verbs, such as 'saunter', assemble', 'collect', rippling' and 'falling'. I also love the image of a 'deformed idea muddled in nest of cobwebs' and the repetition, which conveys the feeling of falling.
ReplyDeleteNice lines: "you, tarnished with flaws
ReplyDeleteof all my failed designs "
Every little thing adds up in so many a way.
ReplyDeleteIt is a collection of odd, ill-assorted images, like the strange thoughts that tumble out when we're tired.
ReplyDeletea compilation of flawed designs....each beautiful in its own way....from nature to the words of verse....the flawed designs lend beauty to the attempt.
ReplyDeleteLovely the beauty that [season] change can bring
ReplyDeletemuch love...
a collection of scattered thoughts that fall beautifully together to reveal how beautiful are all those flaws
ReplyDeleteAll those flaws that add up to beauty. I like your form here as well. I read this three ways - the line with the second line, the first lines on the left and then the third lines on the right. Wonderful!
ReplyDeleteI thought maybe you were looking in the mirror talking to yourself and writing it all down. We are all flawed designs in many ways. I loved the double effect of your poem. It worked well.
ReplyDeleteThen again it could be talking about the partner that never quite lives up to expectations!!
ReplyDeleteThe image you chose feels nostalgic as if in from an old textbook...and then I saw those claws! I like where this beautifully malformed piece of nature took you. You truly embraced it.
ReplyDeleteIt's so true - that which makes us vulnerable (weak, as I tell myself) also makes us sensitive - the poetic soul.
ReplyDeleteA fine poem about human nature. My favorite part was hiding from sunshine and moon-eyes, of course not wanting to be exposed in the light of day but also not even able to bear seeing your flaws reflected, maybe hyperbolized, in others' eyes. This is so raw. And yet here you are. Fully accepting your nature and showing the world who you are.
ReplyDeleteLovely Dandelion
ReplyDeleteYellow Sun Bright
Sadly
Humans
With Ugly Weed Eyes..:)
Flaws have never been this eloquent. So good.
ReplyDeletea flaw in itself may prove beautiful
ReplyDelete"you, tarnished with flaws of all my failed designs" sums it up nicely...a beautiful poem Grace.
ReplyDeleteLove the form for stitching together your beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteAn esoteric meditation on how we respond to our flaws--and what beauty we can find in them, if we allow ouselves to do so. Beautiful write!
ReplyDeleteThis is really beautiful 💕
ReplyDeleteEach time I read this it gets better. Flaws in design of art, characters, faces. I particularly loved “hiding from sunshine and moon eyes”.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem. I really like the choice in your repetition.
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