Ugly Ego, Beautiful Id
by Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Thursday, March 22, 2007
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Ugly Ego, reared inside, bares its teeth,
Recognized, slipping slyly past blind eyes.
Beautiful Id, girths its smile, slow-released,
Perceived-wise, skipping softly…
Fetid Ego, trapped inside, fangs its teeth,
Petrified, slipping slowly past old eyes.
Natural Id, earths its smile, time-released,
Vision-wise, slipping softly…
Dying Ego, wails inside, blunts its teeth,
Agonized, skipping swiftly past new eyes.
Cosmical Id, births its smile, death-released,
Freedom-wise, weeping softly…
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 3/22/07
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| Reviewed by Gloria Gay |
3/24/2007 |
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| Amazingly original. |
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| Reviewed by Tinka Boukes |
3/23/2007 |
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Thought provoking!!
Love Tinka |
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| Reviewed by Leland Waldrip |
3/23/2007 |
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Interesting life-trip, Erin. Well done.
Love and {{[{{hugs}}}}},
Leland |
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| Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner |
3/23/2007 |
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Erin,
Regret? Perhaps...having lived, yet not lived...sad. Excellent, thought provoking excellence!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. |
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| Reviewed by F William Broome |
3/23/2007 |
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I had fogotten how deep and sensible you can be, Poet Friend.
This is remarkable in composition, and good enough for "in sight" storage. Tank you for sharing such thinking. - Bill
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| Reviewed by Paul Berube |
3/23/2007 |
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Erin,
Excellent poem. You manage to take me through life in three verses. |
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| Reviewed by CJ Heck |
3/23/2007 |
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Wow, Erin, this is deep, powerful. This will have many meanings to the myriad who read and study it. To me, I see a crotchety self-serving young man who has a good heart, but hides it. As he ages, he mellows, still hiding his heart, and in old age, dying, recognizes his mistakes, missing all he has lost, but too late, and he grieves from the soul. An excellent poem!
Love,
CJ |
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| Reviewed by Kimmy Van Kooten |
3/22/2007 |
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In sense this too reminds me of where my head was at tonight writing "Bulwer's Bligh in Bed" but in another sense...of aging.
Enjoyed this side step into yet a different thought of same...
Love and Peace~
Kimmy~ |
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