When the heavens intervene,
subtle images appear,
little pieces start to fall,
in your psyche as they sear,
through the blinkers placed in time
over eyes that chose to rest,
behind ignorance that soothes
nerves unraveled by the test
of acknowledging unwanted
truths we hide, prefer to change
into reasoning man-made,
in a limited dark range.
we hide behind our fabricated fantasies? agreed
ReplyDeletedefense mechanism, i guess
this is lovely
would rather live in our own knowledge and ignorance for the pain of truth...yes
ReplyDeleteTruly beautiful words and the photo perfect.
ReplyDeleteI think I'm there right now, on the boundary between the darkness and the light. Wonderful poem, m'dear.
ReplyDeletethis is much deeper and so beautiful then I can handle this morning. So much truth sometimes hurts.
ReplyDeletehave a wonderful day sexy lady
socially imposed limits are more easily overcome than those from the self....
ReplyDeleteTo blindly follow our hearts and ignore all else...if only. Life entreats and marches in. (Hugs)Indigo
ReplyDeleteFor me, hiding behind ignorance is not resting. I like that in your words you bring out "acknowledging unwanted truths". The key word to me in this writing is "limited". We are definitely that.
ReplyDeleteWhere can we run, what facades would hold when the truth finally breaks its way out? Can false delusions make us immune to the reality?
ReplyDeleteIt will hurt, burn but would finally purge us.
Beautiful lines.
Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete
Hiding the truth from ourselves until we are ready to see it is sometimes the only way to survive.
ReplyDeleteVery beautifully said.
Well, truth is not always painful to me, because I do not 'jump into it'. First, I wade, then slowly--over years-- slip into the waters of reality. I read this post 3 times, V., and absolutely love learning in this way
ReplyDeleteSure you noticed that lower cloud which resembles (maybe it IS?) a Hand of God? I even 'see' His Thumb--it's a left hand!
Love you V, and PEACE!
absolutely
ReplyDeleteThe old "What we don't know won't hurt us" paradigm.
ReplyDeleteHrmm, "ignorance that soothes"... I must admit, sometimes I'd rather not know my surroundings, and the world we live in. Beautiful! Honest.
ReplyDeleteYay!!! [my message went through!]
ReplyDeleteAnd, thanks for the Happy Anniversary wish.
Third time is a charm hopefully... I've tried leaving a comment twice before and blogger is giving me a error message. Here goes:
ReplyDeleteShadow, you know I love all your work....the line about acknowledging the unwanted truths truly hit home.
A dreamy picture. Suddenly, a thing appears in our eyes and we can't explain that.
ReplyDeleteAh a distant hidden truth - a great vision in an excellent lyrical style.
ReplyDeleteWow. I've been going through your blog for the past 30 minutes. You have such a way with words. Have you submitted to contests? I think you'd do so well!
ReplyDeleteThe eyes may go blind but the soul never does.
ReplyDeleteVery Nice
Very profound, as usual!
ReplyDeleteShadow, how true...we want to hide even when shown a truth, even if it's in our best interest. Some things we just can't hide from. Delightfully penned with a punch all it's own. :))
ReplyDeleteEaton
Beautiful poem, Shadow. You always hit the pitch perfect note.
ReplyDeleteTrish
That time.. when it is so very dark outside, and yet the light under our lids, keeps us awake all night.
ReplyDeleteThat is how I see and hear... here.
Cheers!
the heavans intervened for me. I lost a dear friend.
ReplyDeletebeautifully and truthfully told, shadow!!!
ReplyDeleteVery nice ~ I miss your poetry.
ReplyDeleteI am all for the heavens intervening.
ReplyDeleteBrilliant Shadow. Thank you for sharing. Blessings and hugs.
ReplyDeleteVery nice poem, thnaks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteHi Shadow,
ReplyDeleteit's been a long time since my last visit; due to severe Internet connection problems.
Well, I like the creation and colour in your Photo here.
And the words as well (as allways).
hugs
T in Norway
Really lovely, makes me want to close my eyes and see.
ReplyDeleteBrilliant! And so true.
ReplyDeleteBook accepted, should be out by next year, with your poem as the front one.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
"It started a long time ago, with plastic forks and knives...
ReplyDelete...and we're so wise we interact with nuclear beehives."
Thanks, peace,
Diane
((((Shadow))))
ReplyDeletebeautiful.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem and absolutely beautiful picture. I hope we all don't make choices to live behind our delusions. Lots of Love
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