Sunday, May 20, 2012

The Other

The Wordle

asks us to use all the words in the wordle


Why does 'The Other' always fascinate?
Why do demons and goddesses appeal?
Why do their rituals keep us on our toes?
Why aren't we content with what is real?
Indigenous peoples way, way back in time
Created sacred beings to adore;
Now we visit the cinema and there, before our eyes,
Are vampires, and werewolves and much more.
We string the tales together and scare ourselves to death;
The significance of 'the other' never fades.
Creatures leap on mountain summits, or lurk in mystic caves,
Or dance their faery dances in green glades.
We've elaborated stories as the years have gone on by,
Of elves and goblins, wizards and old hags.
What is our intention as we conjure-up our myths?
Our enthusiasm never, never flags.

            Press Photograph


'A Brand New Facility.'
Thus is it described in the press.
But 'facility' is a cold word,
A word belonging to officialdom.
I hear echoes
Of other,
More delectable words.....
Such as
And I see the clouds echoing the sea
And the sea echoing the structure.
I see a man-made wave
Echoing the others
Beyond Bar Beach.
I see a body flying
Through crystal air,
Echoing the strivings of Icarus.
And, in this picture,
I see a work of art.


vivinfrance said...

Rinkly, I love both your poems, but did you realise that you used last week's wordle words? This week's are here:

Dr. Pearl Ketover Prilik (PKP) said...

Ah "dance the faery dances in green glades" lovely poem especially that line which lingers... :)

Mary said...

Indeed many are fascinated with 'the other.' Human nature, I think.

Nicely wordled here, but do you realize these were last week's words?

daphnepurpus said...

Very nice and since I skipped last week I enjoyed reading this even more!

Tumblewords: said...

writely said! Others are always fascinating - even frightening, on occasion.