Poetry and Passion
November 23, 2008 04:13 PM EST
(Updated: June 02, 2009 04:00 PM EDT)
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Today looks like it will be another good day.
I am happy, I am alive,
I want to share this with others.
Yet it seems there is a correlation,
I read an article about it,
forms of madness and true art,
may lie on the same path.
Passion pushes the soul to express,
it gives feelings that need to be vetted,
pushed out, cried out, screamed out,
to exorcise the soul of the
grief and pain it feels.
Is pain my partner in writing?
Can I write without pain's passion?
Composers wrote pastorals.
Am I truly a poet?
If so can I write a pastoral?
As I leave pain behind today,
I wonder about this effect.
As I write these words my heart
enlarges, it becomes engorged with blood
and pumps faster.
If I cannot write I will miss you
my dearest poetry.
© JACM 31 May 2009
Morning Of My Life - Esther & Abi Ofarim (1967) 
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Comments: 31
Well-penned, Chana.
Interesting photo!
i pray for you sweet lady... i love you... the song is very perfect ...
i wish you all the love and happiness you desire... peace and joy...
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The answer, I found out, is "YES"...
You have a wonderful talent.
Necee, I really love this song. I found it on youtube looking for a Hebrew song I used to play on my guitar called Laila Laila which is very beautiful (she does a version of that also). It is Morning Of My Life sung by Esther & Abi Ofarim from a TV show in 1967. She is an amazing singer in my opinion, and the song is so hopeful and joyous.
Jean, I guess in my case that remains to be seen. but, thank you for saying you could, that eases my mind.
Connie, as always thank you. You are a very sweet person. What would Gather do without you?
That song and that woman's voice are amazing.
Thanks hun.
You may write about your pain, but I think you a person who truly wants to can write without suffering. After all, writing creates it's own pain sometimes!
Glad you're feeling so alive, Chana.
Beautiful poem, and I love that acccompanying image. Listening to the song now and smiling.
different types of passion or non-passion.
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Chana, you are asking the question we all ask at some point. We doubt ourselves, our passions, our raison d'etre.
It doesn't really matter what the world thinks, we have to work it out and sometimes concede we don't have the talent it takes to excel at what we set out to do.
However, the joy is in striving to excel and when we reach a fork in the road, a breaking point - sometimes we just sit there - sometimes we take off in the wrong direction.
Sometimes what we thought was the wrong direction was nothing but a stepping stone in the right direction.
That person who sat down at the fork in the road for fear of taking the wrong direction or because they are afraid of failure, might be offered a ride by the person they needed to meet so they can make it to the top.
Of course if fate decides to be fickle - you get run over by a mack truck first, before the angel who will accompany onto the right path appears:)
Guess, I'm feeling philosophical today, Chana.
Shalom veahava - hugs - S.