An Intrepid Miner of Substance
63I close my eyes as
Granulated brain waves
Tremor
Like pixilated images
On a movie screen
Pockmarked by time
And uncommon expectation
And uncommon virtue
As if that was a thing at all
I see it and feel it and know it
But only surreptitiously
Because that’s all anyone knows
About anything anyway
In an afternoon
As an afterthought
Bluish waves of allusion
Fall prey to delirious anticipation
Which of course is a vapor
A spurious stench of misfortune
Embodied in a pernicious
Dance of anger
It doesn’t make sense
To an intrepid miner of substance
But on the cusp of serendipity
It hardly matters
Since the veil of ripened truth
Rests on the broadened shoulders
Of tomorrow’s pallid hope
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Thank you.
Beautifully composed, thought provoking..."Intrepid Miner of Substance"...carefully, cautiously sifting through the silt and muck for things solid, lasting, valuable. I have a giant sluice pan for just such a thing, most call it a bath tub, but for me it's the "cusp of serendipity" and there all the night noise become music to my ears. ~ Laura ;D
Spot on, lalesu. Not surprised to have someone as talented with words as you to understand, and honored that you have.
Best, G
Gerg, I had to read your poem three times,to understand the meaning. Now it makes sense . The misfortune is not uncommon. Your writing is very good. Made me think.
Kdee
Regarding lalesu's post, I certainly agree about she is talented with words. I'll have to save that part about the giant sluce pan. Anyway Greg, this was a good hub. You are also talented.
KDee411 - I know; I don't usually do poetry, and I probably made it a little too murky. I'm playing with poetry at this point, and seeing what feels right to me. Still trying. Thank you for your kind words.
Dad - thank you. You should read some of lalesu's hubs; I'm referring more to those than to her entry above. There are some people like her who just have this amazing way of using words like a paint brush...
I liked it Gerg, I think poetry is easier than other writing, because I look up each word, one at a time. Like I'm looking up "surreptitiously"huuuu good word. If you read my profile you would read me like a book and know english is very hard for me. But poetry! I think i love it. Took me a month to do that one of mine, I wish I could be that happy with some of the dumb commets I make. I've got a lot of heavy stuff, hope it comes out as good as the poem. I look forward to more of your poems.
Kay
Peeking in to say thanks for the kinds words above - Laura
Nice work Gerg and such an apt set of images, especially the winter trees. Very deep and very much appreciated, thanks for sharing your talents. As a poet, I am always happy to find solid works and writers on this site! Cheers.. you take care .. I will read more!
Thanks Pearldiver - I actually took that photo myself on a backpacking trip with my son. It was early morning and the lake was just incredibly still. I appreciate your kind words!
Phewww... I'm safe! I looked up "surreptitiously" last week. Yeap... it was in the Miami Herald - an article that revolved around that word. And... I completely forgot what it means, so... I'm gonna go and look it up right now... I'll be back later with the second half of my response... yeah, that!
I actually use that word in casual conversation. I guess I should be aware I may be losing people. Wouldn't be the first time!
You do? Hmm...
I was joking though. I do know the word, but I wasn't kidding when I said I learned it last week. Something about a man surreptitiously placing a camera in a dressing room. Trust me, I learned the word.
The poem is absolutely gorgeous. Our subconscious mind has all the answers but even if we had access to that information there is little we can do about changing things that matter. That's my take on it, anyways. And yes, I do believe you are an intrepid miner of substance.
Agreed. This poem actually comes from a place of painful contemplation, followed by a defiant acceptance.
My use of words stems from the desire to understand and be understood. If word A doesn't fully carry the message, then word B is just a bit more precise. I'm sorry you had to have your vocabulary expanded through that sordid story...
G
Wait... I'll get back to you on that... Let me look up "sordid" Hahaha
Sordid: Vile, selfish, dirty, degraded, depraved....aka not good!
Jackwms Level 2 Commenter 6 months ago
Hey Greg. Good stuff!