Orc
by
Robin Ouzman Hislop
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Rated "G" by the Author.
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Orc.*
He woke to find the world accursed
& alone his solitude blessed,
Away far from that cruel world
He most feared in fetus curled.
& then he would leave for a crowd,
Until mad by its shouts aloud
He knew no place personal haven,
Cowered to a creature craven.
This theme of time, where he was sprung,
On what tapestry was it spun,
In what landscape wild raved he
Fallen Immortals let him free
A world of bondage, framed & hung,
Paradise gone to lost freedom.
* Orc. Rebelious Child.
The (First) Book of Urizen. William Blake
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| Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson |
9/19/2007 |
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wow
great tale/poem
moving |
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| Reviewed by E T Waldron |
9/18/2007 |
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Superb poem,anguish of soul ,relying on self
in a world of rejection...Good to see you Robin!
Eileen |
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| Reviewed by Karen Palumbo |
9/17/2007 |
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A lovely write looking inward, is our path in predestined or are we truely free to choose.....
Be safe,
Karen |
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| Reviewed by C. McGovern-Bowen |
9/17/2007 |
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A timeless write, Rebelious One. Deeply satisfying. "A world of bondage, framed & hung"... perfect.
Peace and Blessings,
Carolyn |
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| Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan |
9/16/2007 |
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| an intricately penned write-i enjoy your style very much |
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| Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater |
9/16/2007 |
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My thoughts have reflected since I was in my own mother's womb, that we are not born tabula rasa, into a blank slate...our cognitive mind, I think, develops black sheep or crowd follower, in the womb, we decide what of life's path we will take while we swim in amniotic fluid of the matriarch...I confirm Orc with DNA encoding. Society will try hanging a rebellious child with the conform or die hemp halter...little do the conformists know - this rebellious child has spent quality time in solitude and has carefully meditated and planned out her/his future of outcast enlightenment which sets the precedent for leadership with other points of light, spirit helpers, and kinship links. It is Darwinism - survival of the fittest. Like yourself, Robin, who has defied the hemp halter and traveled to many enlightened platforms of life's venue, a leader we have in you, Robin (Orc) as editor of Poetry Life & Times...it is so very good to see you posting...I have missed your enlightening poetry which is always a mind-challenging journey for me personally into the depths of your far-reaching, expansive mind...I do so appreciate you, Robin...be well...Blessed Be.
Warmly,
Sage |
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