Thursday, June 7, 2012

Cocooned


Cocooned
©2003 Susan Noyes Anderson

He felt the world stop breathing yesterday,


and let the silence creep into his heart,


then watched as if his spirit stood apart,

recording every dream that fell away.

Dispassionate observer, cast in clay,

dazed witness to the finish of each start,

he marblized his suffering as art


gone cold, its prism colors turned to grey.


And when resuscitation came at last

(a sharp intake of breath, a gasp of air),

he sensed the life around him rushing past;

but he, cocooned within his self-styled snare,

could not escape the net that he had cast,

could not elude the teeth of his despair.




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27 comments:

Unknown said...

Pretty much sums up how I feel in words and pictures. Although, I think its sad that I do.

Brian Miller said...

i feel so sad for him...but i know this is all too real for some...

karen said...

Yes... all too real...

Unknown said...

that is so beautiful in its real suffering.

yaya said...

I wish I could say I never felt like that...but it wouldn't be true. Thankfully I have hope that the tree will bloom again with dreams...very beautiful poem Sue.

ellen b. said...

Such a good title for your poem Sue...

21 Wits said...

Sadly it is. The style that you use to describe it, is simply amazing.

SarahBeth said...

Excellent and very thought provoking. His sadness is palpable.

Michelle aka Naila Moon said...

Oh sadness and despair. An all too real problem for so many.
Your poem is awesome.

~Naila Moon
http://imaphotographicgenius.blogspot.com/2012/06/c-is-for-colorful-chinese-ladiesalphabe.html

Stacy said...

You captured that well.

I've felt this before...

storybeader said...

gosh, that was truly moving. The photos captured the words so well! {:-D

Ames said...

I have felt cocooned before. It's a long way back up.~Ames

Grandma Honey said...

This is a heavy one today. I'm wondering what it is reflective of?

anitamombanita said...

wow, that was pretty heavy. Beautiful in a haunting sort of way.

Gattina said...

That's very sad ! we use
Coocooning here for being happy, cosy and comfortable in a nice home, that's why first I didn't get it !

Leovi said...

I love this poem. The photos are wonderful and elegantly complement each verse.

Terra said...

Wow, very very powerful.

Judie said...

Sue, I am speechless at the depth of this piece. SOOOO powerful!!

Judi said...

You are so amazing. I have felt that way in the teen years of my life and you captured the emotions with the photographs in perfect symphony. Wow. I'll say it again. Wow.

~✽Mumsy✽~ said...

There was times that I felt like that. Sadness, despair, or happiness and joy are all part of human's emotions.

Erika said...

The photos are beautiful.

Darlene said...

That is such a perfect way to describe a REALLT BAD depression. I have felt somewhat like this at times. It is not a good place to be. Thank heavens I managed to get myself out of it.

This was a good post. I know you went through a particulary bad time years ago and managed to come through it well (so glad you did). Taking pills is not the answer. My doctor made me try this. Really being able to talk to our Heavenly Father did it for me.

No one should have to live in a cocoon.

Tonya said...

It is so hard to be at this point. But true that often suffering of any kind seems to bring out the spirit and resolve and creativity that is needed, enveloped by his own or by other's prayers. :) Very heart-felt. Very beautiful.

Lola said...

Hi again!

Visiting from Mrs Matlock’s, many thanks for stopping by.

Such an interesting post – beautiful poem.

Karen Sue said...

so true, too often, so true

KDL said...

I love the way you matched these stunning images with your words. It's a devastating message, but so many people feel this. I know I have in the past. Your poem helps me remember I don't want to go back there, and gives me compassion for those who are there.

Jenny said...

What a powerful post, Sue.

I've been in that place once or twice and you really captured the emotion of those bereft moments.

Thank you for sharing this.

It was poignant and sad and moving.

Wow.

A+++++