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Disemboguement
You woke something deep within me,
not at first sight, but the second:
When distractions ceased to spin me,
my eyes focused; your eyes beckoned—
sheer perfection then I reckoned
you to be, and this not idly,
but explosively and widely;
__doubt and reservation crumbled in a heap.
But the noise of my heart’s pounding
with its racket couldn’t hide me
from the tragic truth resounding
that the pleasure you provide me
__was a treasure I could never hope to keep.
Knowing you floods me with feeling,
inundates me, leaves me reeling—
overflowed, but never filled;
made alive, yet somehow killed…
You broke something deep inside me,
__and now every time I think of you, I weep.
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A Pennsylvania native now residing in Colorado, Anna J. Arredondo is an engineer by education, a home educator by choice, and by preference, a poet. She also has poems published (or forthcoming) in The Lyric, Time of Singing, Light, Blue Unicorn, Better Than Starbucks, and WestWard Quarterly.
Very nice, Anna, I love the metaphor. Had to look up ‘Disemboguement’!
Thank you, Paul!
A very enjoyable read Anna. I also had to look up disemboguement to appreciate the full meaning of your poem. Thank you. I learned another new word today.
Thanks, Norma. I discovered the word disemboguement while searching for an apt title for this piece. I’m happy to share the discovery!
I’m glad I’m not the only one who had to look up disemboguement! But now I understand the metaphor, which is a good one.
Thank you, Pippa!
This is a remarkable poem, Anna, in more ways than the posted remarks have yet indicated. For instance, some of your delayed rhymes are hard sought but well founded. This is a good one.
Thank you, C.B., I appreciate your observations. I was quite pleased with those delayed rhymes, so I’m glad they caught your eye.
I felt the sad conclusion of an initially stimulating relationship that was broken in the end. The aptly designated title sums up the entire process of emotions that drain into some distant ocean or sea.
Thanks for your comment, Roy. It’s gratifying to hear that the title fits.
Very nice! I enjoyed learning the new-to-me and rare-as-hens-teeth title word and I find the rhyme scheme very complimentary to the thoughts expressed within the poem. Is there a name for the format which you employed?
Great poem, thank you.
Thank you, Yael! “Rare-as-hens-teeth”
There’s no name for this format that I’m aware of. It just flowed out this way with its own kind of momentum. With some polishing afterwards, of course.
This poem made me smile. I had to read it 4 times in a row simply because I loved it.
I relate to this feeling so much. I’m just smiling knowing I am not alone in this experience.
Thank you so much for this.
Trina, your comment made ME smile. As I was coming back to the poem time and again to make little tweaks, I inevitably memorized it (it’s not that long) and found myself mentally reciting it rather often, just because. I rarely do that with my other poems. I’m delighted that it seemed to have that same effect on you!
Anna, I really like the intricacies and intrigue of this piece. I like the unusual form. The end rhymes and internal rhymes create a smooth, mellifluous lilt that flows beautifully. The meaning is just on the periphery for me… it has a curious mystique about it; a spiritual feel, an intangible ghost of a memory I have that won’t reveal itself… yet. I must return…
Wonderful!
I along with others had to look up the meaning of the word disemboguement! It’s a lovely poem and it seems like you are trying a new style of poetry.
Your command of language and grammar here lends such grace to this poem. I love the idly/widely lines.
This has such a nice flow to it, I can see how easily you memorized it! You demonstrate comfortable command over words and grammar here which adds
Oops, technology glitch! Anyway, beautiful poem and technique, Anna.
I pay my homage to this poet by writing this one in my personal notebook where I collect and handwrite the Great Poems.