Sunday, April 10, 2011

I Am a Crooked Line

Actually, I'm a bad blogger! I haven't been around to read anyone's poetry lately, and even though I have all sorts of excuses, mostly it comes down to allowing living to take precedence over reading and writing. Yet, I miss the community here. I can't promise that I'll do better,but I can assure you that I want to! Right now, I feel like a crooked line. (Thanks to Poetry Bus driver Dana Bug for that thought.) Read on to see to what dark depths it took me, and read here to see where the other bus riders are going.

Don't forget to check out the TFE's World's Greatest Blog! You'll find PB1 and soon PB2 ready for your reading pleasure!



I AM A CROOKED LINE

I am a crooked line
Between life and death,

Nothing straight or narrow,
Though the tomb is dark.

Weeping, call me from this night;
Unbind, unwind the cloth.

I am the crooked line,
That runs from love to loss.
Posted by at
Labels: , , ,

14 comments:

  1. The BugApril 10, 2011 at 5:52 PM

    Oh wow, this is very powerful! Perfect for the season...

    I've been chosen as the narrator for my church's passion play next week - I'm such a ham so I'll enjoy it, but I feel guilty about that :)

    ReplyDelete
  2. KarenApril 10, 2011 at 5:55 PM

    I know just what you mean, Dana. I always get jealous that the priest is the only one to get to read Jesus! :)

    ReplyDelete
  3. Enchanted OakApril 11, 2011 at 1:23 AM

    Your magical sense of lyricism is alive and well!
    I have been distracted by daily life too, relentless pulling me into some sort of interaction.
    I can only hope that my crooked line lies as lovely as yours does, when I finally look for my words.

    ReplyDelete
  4. Brian MillerApril 11, 2011 at 8:32 AM

    wow...this is a fabulous crooked line...love the flow and the message...

    ReplyDelete
  5. izzyApril 11, 2011 at 8:37 AM

    Love this- you surely captured a crooked line!
    I got way to literal- this is lovely! thanks.

    ReplyDelete
  6. LouiseApril 11, 2011 at 8:38 AM

    We all feel like crooked lines, especially when life gets too busy and confusing. Don't worry about being distracted by daily life, it has a habit of getting sorted in the end, great response to prompt.

    ReplyDelete
  7. JinksyApril 11, 2011 at 9:20 AM

    Your crooked line made a perfect shape...

    ReplyDelete
  8. Peter GouldingApril 11, 2011 at 12:10 PM

    Another crooked line that I never imagined but which fits the metaphor very well. Really liked this one.

    ReplyDelete
  9. HelenApril 11, 2011 at 1:25 PM

    Intense and truly beautiful ...

    ReplyDelete
  10. VesperApril 11, 2011 at 11:00 PM

    Karen, I keep reading it... this is fantastic... only the last two lines trouble me in a way but I'm sure I don't understand them the way you meant them; I really don't know why I see in them love and loss completely separated - I guess it's that crooked line - when, in fact, to me they are not separate...

    ReplyDelete
  11. Aniket ThakkarApril 13, 2011 at 1:14 AM

    Loved how you started with I am "a" crooked line and ended with I'm "the" crooked line. Seemed,the lines have a revelation to both the speaker and the reader.

    And come on, you've been the most consistent blogger of us lot(After Jason of course. That guy is a machine!)! So don't embarrass us, okay.

    And wait. What do I see here? Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No - Its Vesper!!! How are you old friend? So glad to see you here!!

    ReplyDelete
  12. joaquin carvelApril 15, 2011 at 10:42 PM

    i love how this is sort of confessional but not apologetic; too deep to be anything but honest. and a crooked line - makes me think of the shape of something breaking open. and i love how you are able to squeeze the most from just a few words - especially powerful here.

    ReplyDelete
  13. TotalfeckineejitApril 16, 2011 at 5:36 PM

    LOvely Karen

    ReplyDelete
  14. RickApril 20, 2011 at 10:15 PM

    Wow
    I love the originality Karen
    I am the crooked line
    think I'll borrow that
    thanks
    ~rick

    ReplyDelete

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)