My Mind has Fallen
My mind has fallen
down a well
like a shiny coin
has dropped
I sit in silence
and make a wish
waiting for it
to hit
the bottom
My mind has fallen
down a well
like a shiny coin
has dropped
I sit in silence
and make a wish
waiting for it
to hit
the bottom
September 25th, 2007 Colleen Redman Posted in Poetics
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September 25th, 2007 10:33 am
where is your dog??
September 25th, 2007 11:00 am
colleen….the photo compliments this poem so well. what an awesome capture….your reflection in the puddle. deep! (pun intended) 🙂
September 25th, 2007 11:14 am
Sandy, The link I provided got cut off. I was showing you a picture of my dog driving a car. Here: http://looseleafnotes.com/notes/2005/06/all_that_jazz.html
BMM, I took the photo while on a walk two weekends ago. The only time in a month that it rained. I do love self portraits in shadow and reflection. I think the indirect truth is like visual poetry.
The poem is old, written sometime in the late 80’s, but I still sometimes feel that way, even today.
September 25th, 2007 1:08 pm
Wonderful poem Colleen, in every way…including the photograph….!
September 25th, 2007 2:32 pm
I came here after a visit to a friend battling depression. It is that “waiting for it to hit bottom” that’s wearing him out. Beautiful Colleen.
September 25th, 2007 2:44 pm
Great poem and photo, Colleen. I can certainly relate–I feel that way MOST of the time these days! So, in the poem, when you make the wish, what do you wish for? (I would wish for the sharpness of my mind in my youth, but the maturity of my mind now!)
September 25th, 2007 3:25 pm
Your poem and the reflection define for me a feeling that visits, but does not stay for very long.
September 25th, 2007 5:57 pm
Great imagery!!!
September 25th, 2007 7:28 pm
Oh, so that’s what I’ve been going through. Ha.
September 25th, 2007 8:35 pm
I never quite know what words to choose when telling someone why I like one of their poems. Poetry seems to reach beyond the intellectual to a little “aha, I get it” inside my head….
So I’ll just say.. I get it. 🙂
~S
September 25th, 2007 10:27 pm
Now, that’s my kind of poem! I love it.
September 26th, 2007 8:35 am
Lovely! The photo compliments that poem to perfection.
September 26th, 2007 12:00 pm
Beautiful words and photo, Colleen!
September 26th, 2007 6:11 pm
Hmm, lately I definitely know this feeling.
September 27th, 2007 1:05 pm
Ah, this is great! Guess if it hits bottom, you can be sure your mind is still here as well as your coin!
September 27th, 2007 6:35 pm
Lovely poem and the perfect photo for it.
So…ditto to what everyone else said.