~ Litany of S.S.D.D. ~
Litany of S.S.D.D.
It's like trying to play ping-pong
With the Mad Hatter, as he dashes
Around the immoveable feast of fear
Within my mind. "Move down! Move down!"
It's hearing the lyrics of the same
Old song, the looped tape of questions
With only static as the feedback.
Except, the answers have already been given.
No one hears it anymore, but me.
I've been given what advice there is to be had.
But the dog still worries that bone,
Gnawing endlessly, restlessly, inside.
The war between mind and heart never ceases.
Logic and emotion battle for possession,
And either way, it seems I'll lose.
I wish I had a white flag to wave in truce.
Even complete surrender won't win this war,
Because holding on and letting go are so
Closely intertwined. I seem to be damned,
Either way, paralyzed by fear of both.
It's a dilemma where the questions ARE the answers:
Grief, Anger, Pain, Resentment, Apathy,
vs.
Forgiveness, Love, and Acceptance.
All exist in tandem, but all randomly emerge as
The victor.
I know the steps to this dance like the back of my hand.
I know the progression is a jagged scale,
Of highs and lows, and eventual balance.
If only the loop would just stop playing
Long enough for me to catch my breath.
~ C.L.R. ~ © 2007
It's like trying to play ping-pong
With the Mad Hatter, as he dashes
Around the immoveable feast of fear
Within my mind. "Move down! Move down!"
It's hearing the lyrics of the same
Old song, the looped tape of questions
With only static as the feedback.
Except, the answers have already been given.
No one hears it anymore, but me.
I've been given what advice there is to be had.
But the dog still worries that bone,
Gnawing endlessly, restlessly, inside.
The war between mind and heart never ceases.
Logic and emotion battle for possession,
And either way, it seems I'll lose.
I wish I had a white flag to wave in truce.
Even complete surrender won't win this war,
Because holding on and letting go are so
Closely intertwined. I seem to be damned,
Either way, paralyzed by fear of both.
It's a dilemma where the questions ARE the answers:
Grief, Anger, Pain, Resentment, Apathy,
vs.
Forgiveness, Love, and Acceptance.
All exist in tandem, but all randomly emerge as
The victor.
I know the steps to this dance like the back of my hand.
I know the progression is a jagged scale,
Of highs and lows, and eventual balance.
If only the loop would just stop playing
Long enough for me to catch my breath.
~ C.L.R. ~ © 2007
Labels: Poetry
posted by Dragon Katet at 11:49 PM
9 Comments:
Love the image of playing ping pong with the Mad Hatter! Great poem! And thanks for visiting my site!
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beautiful piece.
So many great images in this! Ping pong with the mad hatter is definitely my favorite. :)
Thanks, all of you, for the visit and lovely comments. :)
I love this piece. So moving and says so much!
Love the image of ping pong with the Mad Hatter and agree that it's a jagged scale. Thanks for visiting my blog!
awards for you!
thanks for the comment,
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bless you.
I hope you catch your breath long enough for me to thank you for following me! I liked the similes in your poem.
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