D don’t mind the melancholic meanderings
of my psyche, festooned fervent ranting’s;
water-coloured lines distilled over time.
Y you see what you want to see. I
have no control of yours. my only comfort is
the willingness to breathe life into otherwise
S see (ing) through opaque, leaded glass
cathedrals; coloured splendor giving
rise to the muse in me. the sun in words
rises in the east with the future
and time. I cannot see past the red
hue on the horizon.
T the yew – an ancient tree. synonymous
with dead wood; revered branches
of old. wisdom once gained, lost long ago
on mass hysteria. I digress.
H hunger pains
perverting the cruelness of lust rage and longing; layering, serves
to cushion psychic blows.
Y yearning only serves to belittle
normality; a figment of the imagination.
feeling isolated from the masses is probably
a blessing in disguise.
M madness, inviting
a semblance of restored faith to jaded
emotional jigsaw puzzles; sequestered
identities, like my idiosyncrasies. mundane
existence is tangible evidence that
conflict earns respect and
honour akin to martyrdom. subjugation
I intelligence? is nothing more than that of
the Descartes and Hippocrates of yester-world, doomed.
archangel’s like Michael are
condemned by their own father; there are no
mother’s in sight.
A a deliberate oversight in my book.
It doesn’t matter at the end of the day,
mental illness is like God, everywhere
but it’s only called dysthymia on a bad day
© Copyright 2009 Jodine Derena Butler. All Rights Reserved
Excerpt First Published by Like Minds Like Mine, 2010, ReTHiNK the Meaning of Madness, a Respond-Response Community Art Project, ‘Ethosphere Exhibition’, exhisbited at Te Karenga Gallery, Auckland
Thank you. This one is a bit close to the bone… Jx
Yes…the evolution of your poetry is a great thing….very touch and thought provolking…:)
No it didn’t take long to write but it does take me a long time to edit. It seems that I post then edit, edit again when I next look at, and again… it seems sometimes like my poetry is constantly evolving. Not sure if this is a good or bad thing. Jx
Very thought provoking, J. Did it take long to write?