Malaise
Posted on Jul 31st, 2008
by
elisa
malaise
discontent
birds unfed
feasting table
unladen
flowing on the lawn
that grows
up through our grief
that spills
and trickles down
feeding roots
and thoughts
as yet
unseen
flowers of spring
petals plucked clean
again to float
off on the wind
of desire and need
--by elisa
discontent
birds unfed
feasting table
unladen
flowing on the lawn
that grows
up through our grief
that spills
and trickles down
feeding roots
and thoughts
as yet
unseen
flowers of spring
petals plucked clean
again to float
off on the wind
of desire and need
--by elisa

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Hi Elisa, like your poem…know well that feeling of malaise and discontent and grief. You are a mirror, you know. I wrote a poem about feasting, as well, a couple weeks ago and posted it last night. Like the image of grief spilling and trickling down, feeding roots……and the last part about desire and need…..that felt raw, and very real….
ty
i was thinking about negative feeding and continuing to grow negative
and where to put it
see it not be it
or something
it came and i wrote
It came and you wrote
Yep, understand that one!
Have a goooooooood night Elisa!