Fickle comfort slips away,
What is the reason,
It refuses to say.
What it can,
It may not do.
It deserts Me
To please You!
*****
Capricious peace will not bind
The fatigued heart,
The ragged mind,
The motionless expressions,
The restless sleep.
It sports
Within your keep.
*****
Frolic confidence makes its escape
While I watch a video tape.
It fades like the sunset rays,
And I am not sure what kind of game it plays.
*****
This is Thursday Poets’ Rally Poem Post Week 18.
Thanks to Wordwand, Pete, and JP for nominating Jingle
of Week 17 The Perfect Poet Award. As for Week 18, Jingle
Wishes to nominate Celebrating a Year.
Happy Wednesday!
Have Fun in the Rally!
😉 😉 😉
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Jingle, those poems are beautiful! I am still amazed that English is your second language. Seriously, you know more words, and how to use and play with the words better than most people who have English as their only language. The images you paint! And I love your new blog design. So tranquil and sweet!
“Capricious peace will not bind/The fatigued heart,/The ragged mind”
Wow! So many nuances and connections in those words– superbly said!
Thanks so much for the nomination!!! I will endeavor to deserve it.
http://mairmusic.wordpress.com/
This poem is way too deep to be shared only in a blog……One word; EXCELLENT. You rock!!!
You do have a way to get one to reflect on ones life. 🙂 Great poem. I love the design. I have three birds. 🙂 Perfect work of art. 🙂 Congrats.
nice, i like the flow of these…
my nominee for this week is jannie funster…
it is soo soo beautiful …. judicious use of words ..simple so sophisticated..just loved it .. !
thank you for the sweet words.
Have fun!
Beautiful jingle, simply beautiful.
This is excellent. Very profound. I really like this line:The motionless expressions,
The restless sleep.
It sports
Within your keep.”
jingle, I posted my poem. I am off to visit and comment. Will come back when I’m done and will nominate someone then. Blessings.
Happy Wednesday to you…
I hope you have an amazing evening..
“Frolic confidence makes its escape”
I love that line!
Beautiful Poem.
Gerardine
And thats the reason you’re perfect for hosting this rally.
You understand poetry so well.
This is great
you tickled me!
thanks,
😉
“Fickle comfort slips away” It catches you right from the beginning. Nice poem Jingle
lovely poem..great use of words..really lovely.. 🙂
The more I think of it, the more I think you adopted the way to writing poetry from Confucius as he always put a lot of humor in the wisest of ways…
well done , Jingle …
now you know why I nominated you for the Perfect Poet…
you did not disappoint in this at all…
I dare say you are improving or maybe ONLY NOW, you are showing us your true talents?
hugs
shakira
Still amazed how the words can pop out just like that btw what speed is your RAM underneath your skull haha. Great poem like em very much. cheers tQ.
Such an excellent poem…totally enjoyed it.
Great writing. Thanks for the lovely poem.
many thanks.
😉
We love you Ji.
We appreciate the truths that you so beautifully craft in your poetry
you kind soul!
have a graceful evening!
This Poem is too unique. I like the way you rhyme in it. The words are resounding. Cheers Jingle.
a fluent poem, the way you chose and used your words is beautifully done.
bravo Jingle!
a thoroughly enjoyable read…i kept you to last and it was worth it..thanks Pete
Love the poem, Jingle, especially the stanza beginning with
“Capricious peace will not bind
The fatigued heart,
The ragged mind”
Wonderful lines 🙂 Enjoyed
I love this…and know these feelings all too well!
Congrats!
fickle things are not meant for staying- they teach us the value of stable things.
Just another jog back to say this- Ji since I have met you you always have a smile, a word of encouragement. You are always looking for ways to enhance the talent of others.
You are a blessing to us all!!!
so sweet of you!
😉
you give me the impression that, you meant your words, follow the rules, always commented for FRESH POETS, this is what I appreciate it.
take care.
another winner, award winner, u are superb, always spot on and fabulous xxx
I like how you formatted this poem & how easily it is to relate to, nice work!
Wonderfully expressed truth.
Fickle comfort steals away,
what it knows it will not say.
What it can, it will not do.
It flies from me to comfort you.
-Maya Angelou
“Changes” from Shaker: why don’t you sing.
well done.