Tuesday, May 10

Upon The Wreckage

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Upon the wreckage of heart's foundation
mortar a steadiness in goodness
consecrated diagrams envision
a personal kingdom, moral and blessed

a central tower erected where mind
subsists over matter, calm libraries
for my restless intellect to unwind
with windows so consciousness oversees

my bountiful courtyard of sentiment
beneath which subterranean tunnels
emprison the twin dragons of torment:
recollection and regret herein dwell

castle complete I shall live as a king
wait! do I behold princess approaching?

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  1. Brian MillerMay 10, 2011 at 2:27 PM

    may you find that princess...as she makes the castle a home and assuages those darn dragons...smiles. nice write

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  2. AnonymousMay 10, 2011 at 3:16 PM

    i would imagine after reading your beautiful imagery and elegant sentiment in your poem, you will have a long line of princesses waiting outside your door...your wording is wonderfully articulate and descriptions taking one back into the time of the valiant prince riding up on his white horse...and life so badly needs poetry such as yours to behold, just as your princess...i enjoyed reading your poem stirring my imagination with words which so graciously compliment one another...wonderful write...

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  3. UnknownMay 10, 2011 at 4:21 PM

    Fantastic write Matt! I fell in love with this clever piece! The third stanza was masterfully created, magnificent! ...have I used enough adjectives yet? ;)

    I always enjoy your work, this was no exception! ~ Rose

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  4. Pat HattMay 10, 2011 at 4:33 PM

    A very nice write
    The dragons could be a fright
    But the princess can scare them off
    Unless she's one you look at and scoff
    For whatever reason that could be
    Each are different including you and me
    So live as a king
    And who knows what the day will bring

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  5. hedgewitchMay 10, 2011 at 4:38 PM

    The archetypes are that for a reason, built on the foundations of our ruins, our dragons and our most holy and unholy aspirations. I esp liked "..my bountiful courtyard of sentiment..." I had one of those, but I ploughed it up and planted dragon's teeth. ;_)

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  6. Henry ClemmonsMay 10, 2011 at 6:47 PM

    Be prepared to give up half the castle. Seriously, great write, visuals, intellect, word choices. Love me a sonnet anyway. You should get the girl in the end.

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  7. ayalaMay 10, 2011 at 7:17 PM

    A nice write....lovely!

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  8. dustusMay 10, 2011 at 7:58 PM

    Behold that princess when she cometh. There is much going on beneath the surface, hinting at imagery that combines fittingly between the stanzas. Excellent poetry.

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  9. EileenMay 10, 2011 at 11:14 PM

    Beautifully done, Matt. Inspires visions of cold, drafty castle, to be warmed by having someone with whom to share it.

    "Upon the wreckage of heart's foundation" -Love that line. It sets the tone for the entire poem.

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  10. budh.aaahMay 11, 2011 at 3:54 AM

    Ah yes, that might the princess be..good luck to you..live your dream

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  11. TashtooMay 11, 2011 at 6:33 AM

    Matt, my guess is that with writing such as this, you've a line of princesses AND ladies in waiting! Beautiful write, strongly presented in your ever unique voice. A standing ovation from the nose bleed seats is once again granted! :)

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  12. lizziviggiMay 11, 2011 at 9:28 AM

    I hope the princess is brave enough to cross the moat and slay the dragons.

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  13. Dulçe ♥May 11, 2011 at 12:53 PM

    Amazing piece and choice of words

    a central tower erected where mind
    subsists over matter, calm libraries
    for my restless intellect to unwind
    with windows so consciousness oversees
    Wow that's unique
    Hey thanks for the visit
    ;-)
    D.

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  14. AnonymousMay 16, 2011 at 10:46 AM

    Fantastic piece. Live the life of our dreams!

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  15. Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis HallMay 17, 2011 at 12:14 PM

    playfully beautiful.

    you can image to be the king,
    bless you.

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  16. AnonymousMay 23, 2011 at 7:34 AM

    the first line instantly impresses,
    sadness could be said in such elegant way, your talent rocks.

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  17. AnonymousMay 23, 2011 at 7:34 AM

    Greetings:

    How have you been?

    I have been sick last week, sorry for missing some of your potluck entries.
    Hope to see you join our poetry potluck week 36 today!

    Week 36 Theme is sketches, images, and impressions,
    But you are NOT required to submit theme fitting pieces, old poems or poems unrelated to our theme are all welcome…

    Looking forward to reading you again.

    xoxox

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  18. KavitaMay 25, 2011 at 2:45 PM

    AWESOME!!! Seriously, if dreams were a castle, then I am King (well, Queen really! :))

    Hats off to your imagery here, Matt! And your superb ability at putting that imagery into these WOW words here!

    Nothing wrecked here.. I can say that fo sho! :))

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