A flower blooms; nature rejoices. It’s like a beautiful dance- watch her rise from the ground, and reach as high as she can. She spreads her marvelously colorful arms outwards towards God’s stage-light after the moon took the tickets of the invisible ghostly audience in the morning fog. This is a more wondrous show than Broadway can deliver, far more unimaginable than any theater can show. Other dancers will follow, imitating the same haunting steps as the original, trying to gain the same success. Performances like this are forever. As sure as how day will come, the dancers will bloom again. Just as constant and never changing as this dance are the thoughts of man. The mind is an actor in its own right; it pretends to be sure of itself, but when a major event happens, it can occasionally break a pattern of thinking, and a large-scale shift occurs. What a shock it is, to have the hallowed ground you walk upon virtually pulled out from under you. It’s just an evolution. It’s in this growth of spirit and character that the reflection on the other side of the mirror changes. Not as much physically, but a noticeable change is present. Think of it as the Hiroshima Bomb looking through a window into a grove of wild fruit and buds of life. Where the flowers continue to perform for the whole world to see, in complete silence. Evolutions come in many forms- the beginning of something great. Through what I have been gifted to experience, was the road that I took to start mine.
November 21st, 2009 at 7:03 pm
Hello? Am I the only one reading this having my mind explode like Hiroshima? What’s the point? Where’s the clarity of thought? I’m thinking why didn’t someone teach our parents that it was okay to touch ourselves? This is a coupling that could be mind boggling. Mental illness is nothing to be taken lightly. When we see it in full bloom it’s an explosion waiting to happen right before our eyes. Seriously, get help and stop the clever metaphors and allegory. You can’t hide what’s inside from someone always looking for deeper meanings. Homeland Security, this guy needs a file.
November 23rd, 2009 at 8:47 am
I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for this piece to be offensive. I tried to leave it up to interpretation of the reader to find their own clarity of thought. It has nothing to do with Mental illness, unless that’s how you are referring to me.
November 23rd, 2009 at 9:44 am
Flowers dancing in the sun and morning dew. How is this a reflection on what a man’s mind can do? Here the mind is the actor, yet sometimes it’s only pretend; until our Hiroshima comes and the play suddenly ends?// Making obscure references to horrific events in the past foreshadow events that may happen in the future or give us visions inside the writer’s mind. Innocently hidden amoung the “Daisies” was the danger of the countdown. The evolution in your mind may be beautiful metaphorically, but it is ugly in reality. We must be sure you know the difference between reality and fantasy. Daisies and innocent children will forever be known imfamously for that commercial and the countdown. You stumbled into a cow pasture and presented some manure. Don’t be ashamed of your work because this is one intrepretation. You could just be acting.
November 23rd, 2009 at 5:21 pm
When you say that The evolution in your mind may be beautiful metaphorically, but it is ugly in reality, that is actually a good point. In a way, this could be a good way to describe my piece, excpet vice versa. I wrote this to be a quick blurb through someone’s interpretation on the growth of character, and sometimes, this requires an ugly side to fully show itself before what is truely beautiful in your mind can come out; I’m just a bit of an optimist. Thank-you for the critique, and by the way, that was a very clever rhyme you gave in the beginning of your last comment.
November 23rd, 2009 at 8:17 pm
It’s not by accident that I can speak on such dark topics with authority. I too have been blessed with the gift of vision and God has unleashed my “Poetic Voice.” I have tons of poetry ready for the public that will never see the light of day for national security reasons. When the Hiroshima known as 9-11 hit, the days of Edgar Allen Poe and dark images blew up. We are too fearful to venture into the dark side of one’s mind without a safety net. One man’s gen-yi is another man’s Bin Laden. We see what we want to see, but Homeland Security must still look.
November 24th, 2009 at 11:28 am
Again, good point: We are too fearful to venture into the dark side of one’s mind without a safety net. That is very true, at least I think. I believe that people shouldn’t have fear of themselves, or each other. But they do because of Hiroshima’s like 9/11, and other horrible events that lull the public into a sense of hatred for one another- hate is another sense for fear, I think. I believe its because of this, because we can’t entirely trust the next door neighbor, that Homeland security has to look at things like your poetry (which I bet is very good.) People have good reasons to be fearful, but at the same time, I think through this fear that we should learn the world isn’t as out to get us as much as we think. This is why I try to write optimistic things about change, and people seeing things differently to better society. But I can totally see where you are coming from.
November 26th, 2009 at 1:44 pm
To be a critic, you’ve got to see the movie or do the work before you can offer your thoughts. I read your stuff and I’m somewhat a fan. Half of my fanaticism stems from the fact that you write for the Citizen’s Journal. The other half comes from I want you to be a success and I enjoy what you offer. My mouth is like an uzi when I set it on automatic. The power of words can be misunderestimated if you don’t pay attention to the “Strategery.”
November 29th, 2009 at 12:53 pm
Yes, I agree with you, thats a very logical statement. Thank-you very much for your awesome critique.
November 30th, 2009 at 5:23 pm
Sorry, it just makes me want a cheese sandwich really bad. Don’t know why, just want one.
November 30th, 2009 at 7:39 pm
Sounds good, I’m glad it gave you some kind of thought/enlightenment/feeling.
December 1st, 2009 at 4:26 pm
rowley94, please do not think I was mocking your article. Thats why I said I was sorry at the beginning of my comment. Seriously, don’t take it the wrong way. I read my comment again and thought it a bit dumb, but I really did want a cheese sandwich after reading your article. I just finished the article and thats what poped into my head. Please send us more.
December 1st, 2009 at 4:59 pm
No, no no thats totally fine, I don’t take it wrongly at all. You don’t need to apologize at all, cheese sandwiches are quite awesome. Thank-you very much!
December 1st, 2009 at 5:48 pm
It’s always nice to find a supportive group of critics to bring out what’s “Gouda” in the room. Affable where’s Bree? This thing could turn out to be quite productive if we all stay longer than 20 minutes? How’s that for saying, “I missed you?” A Cheese sandwich? Want a little whine with that?
December 2nd, 2009 at 9:43 am
No thanks, I don’t drink.