Work

Injured in body,

Injured in mind,

The stream bubbles; blocked

By the suited men and their grey-stone dam.

It’s called working life and we’re all enslaved,

To their goddess of work.

But water will win out,

There, here, a crack!

And the water flows through;

New life; hidden, tunneling out caves

Of introspected meaning.

A whole new world,

For me to play in.

Thank you everyone that took part in the poetry rally,Β  I read some great inspirational stuff that will be sure to emerge from the melting pot of my mind in days and weeks to come. A special thanks for the perfect poet award.

My acceptance Haiku:

Many are the friends
I’ve never met, many streams
Leading to one sea

I’d like to nominate for further reading:

Daydreamertoo!

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24 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. tarunima ..
    Jun 17, 2011 @ 09:29:22

    lovely and meaningful poem, loved it:)
    i especially liked the last few lines..
    thanks for sharing!:)

    Reply

  2. carefreewanderer
    Jun 17, 2011 @ 09:35:57

    Yes the water does win through and as a result, beautiful pieces like the one I read above are born.Loved it!

    Reply

  3. Ina
    Jun 17, 2011 @ 10:00:48

    Dam busted! πŸ™‚ I love the way you painted this.

    Reply

  4. Daydreamertoo
    Jun 17, 2011 @ 10:43:26

    Yes, sometimes work does tend to stop our creative jucies from flowing, but, if you have the gift of words, then it doesn’t stop the flow for long.
    Nice style of writing, great imagery and deep. Thank you for visiting mine and the lovely comment.

    Reply

  5. Cindy Eksuzian
    Jun 17, 2011 @ 12:37:27

    You’ve got it!! Play! We can find play in work. It is possible! Beautifully written, great inspiring content! Cindy

    Reply

  6. charlesmashburn
    Jun 17, 2011 @ 12:52:31

    Excellent! Good flow and a good message to boot! Nicely done!

    Reply

  7. eva626
    Jun 17, 2011 @ 15:05:41

    great poem..so much imagery! i like it

    Reply

  8. wolfsrosebud
    Jun 17, 2011 @ 15:43:08

    Thank God for the water…

    Reply

  9. Jingle
    Jun 17, 2011 @ 18:29:16

    moving words.
    well penned.

    πŸ™‚

    Reply

  10. mindlovemisery
    Jun 18, 2011 @ 20:41:09

    I love the imagery of the dam breaking, it just invokes this sense of freedom and an untameable spirit

    Reply

  11. The Lonely Recluse
    Jun 19, 2011 @ 01:07:25

    Love the bursting through of freedom from the dam than society builds around us. Great poem, powerful imagery.
    The Lonely Recluse.

    Reply

  12. Raivenne
    Jun 20, 2011 @ 03:24:35

    Lovely and meaningful. I love the imagery of freedom breaking through – perfect!

    Reply

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