Sunday, September 02, 2012

The Reluctant Bow

The Reluctant Bow by Teri H Hoover


Tied up
in their stunning hubris, gassed into
a smooth and subtle knot,
obscuring evidence of struggle.

Avoidance of direct routes.
Witty white
lies
all around creating drag,
like riding in second gear.
 

Tied up
bedraggled -melodramatic in their blinded eyes.
Thread bare and tattered.
This drowning occurs in plain sight.

Bell tolling
for the deaf. 
They fall
into his closet
of invisible clothes-
again.

Tied up
consumed in the dance of laughing lies.
Shielded inside the knot
Number nine repeats in the background
Even as death
ties another knot.

I shift further away.







This weeks words:bare last gear final evidence refresh gassed smooth number white shift nine

20 comments:

  1. Brilliant writing, Teri! That first stanza is a stunner and I love the way you've used "gassed!" Not sure why, but I can post my comment this morning! What a happy surprise! Have a great week, my friend!

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    1. Marianne- well that is a nice surprise! I really thought that gassed would be the word that would give me issues... I really don't like the sound of it at all! Thanks for stopping by.

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    1. Thank you Laurie- It wrote itself-it was great to get it out of my head.

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  3. I loved the "dance of laughing lies" !

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    1. Thank you Annell... lying is one of those dances it is hard to get out of.

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  4. Many lovely phrases here--and lots of mystery too. Took me several readings!

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    1. Peggy-It takes me several readings too. And I wrote it.Thanks for your comment.

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  5. So many beautiful phrases here, Teri. Lovely write.

    Pamela

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    1. Pamela- I wonder sometimes if I use phrases as a "slight of hand". So I don't what I really want to say.

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  6. "bell tolling for the deaf" I do imagine though that they can feel the vibrations...
    This reminds me too that while we would like to help everyone, first they need to want our help and secondly we can only save small pieces of the world at any one given time.

    Well any way my 'deaf' character speaks again...

    http://julesgemsandstuff.blogspot.com/2012/09/sw-72-doughboy.html

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    1. Jules- I need a refresh (the only word I did not use) button this week. Your insights are on the mark. xo teri

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  7. For some reason this puts me in mind of "The Emperor's New Clothes" - could be way off base but that's what immediately sprang to mind. A clever, enigmatic poem that makes one come back to re-read. Well done.

    http://thepoet-tree-house.blogspot.ca/2012/09/last-scene.html

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    1. Sharon- that is because you are right on target. There is emperor in my life.

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  8. Sounds like a negative relationship, one to 'shift further away' from. You wrote it so well that the wordle words got lost in it!

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    1. Mary- Sadly this is one emperor that is part of the family package.

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  9. Wow Teri. I have read this through several times and it continues to grow on me. Much to consider here - well done.

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  10. Sad, when hubris swallows a life. All else becomes colored. Like Annell, I love the dance of laughing lies. This is quite well constructed, Teri. Brava!

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  11. Love "witty, white lies" and the repetition which "tied" it all together, Teri! Love it.

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  12. Having been the one who pointed out the elephant living in our midst, I know how hard it can be to untie oneself from those constantly curling and constructed knots. It took a few readings, but the small bells kept going off until I really understood. Back then, I too shifted slowly away. It all takes time. Thank you for this one,

    Elizabeth
    http://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/

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