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Array ( [sid] => 178963 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => No Help [time] => 2014-07-31 18:06:45 [hometext] => A Wrecked Man [bodytext] =>

I'm a wrecked man-
I swung the hammer
that beat me from a mighty boulder
to little bits to be consumed-

I could blame life ('tis true)
but what a lame excuse.

Now, scattered, in little bits of me
I gather with a broom,
restoring hopefully to former bloom.

The parts are scattered, no broom
up to this mighty task-
all for naught, this action mine,
I haven't fortitude to attack.

Here I lay, in pieces, scattered
hinter yon
as if it matters-
no one cares beyond myself,
this regrouping I to my shelf. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 175 [topic] => 75 [informant] => invierno [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )

No Help

Contributed by invierno on Thursday, 31st July 2014 @ 06:06:45 PM in AEST
Topic: anguished

I'm a wrecked man-
I swung the hammer
that beat me from a mighty boulder
to little bits to be consumed-

I could blame life ('tis true)
but what a lame excuse.

Now, scattered, in little bits of me
I gather with a broom,
restoring hopefully to former bloom.

The parts are scattered, no broom
up to this mighty task-
all for naught, this action mine,
I haven't fortitude to attack.

Here I lay, in pieces, scattered
hinter yon
as if it matters-
no one cares beyond myself,
this regrouping I to my shelf.

Copyright © invierno ... [ 2014-07-31 18:06:45]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: No Help (User Rating: 1 )
by dvtpdw on Friday, 1st August 2014 @ 02:09:12 PM AEST
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Hidden within the words your write speaks lies your life's value and recovery. There is always hope and help - tho most of the time it's very hard to see. I could feel the despair and pain in each line, yet could see your hope. Very intense write, nicely penned, P

Re: No Help (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Saturday, 2nd August 2014 @ 09:08:19 AM AEST
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Rebuilding, unlike restoration, requires demolition.
Refinement requires conflagration.
New growth springs forth from pruning.
Wonderful poem, I hope you find your way to reconstruction.

Cheers,

Mickey.

Re: No Help (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Thursday, 24th May 2018 @ 11:16:56 PM AEST
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Best of luck my friend!

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