Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Mining The Obscure








navel gazing turns distant
sinking inwards
unearthing wormholes existence

while wonder
swirling featherless
mines the obscure

and I'm left wondering
if dark matter matters

if my world is whirling
or if it's me that's swirling
motionless
in the whirlpool of life

trapped circling the absence
of everything and nothing

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29 comments:

  1. mrs mediocrityDecember 16, 2014 at 9:31 AM

    ooh, i love this one... kind of the way i am feeling these days. great word play and the tension of the contradictions is perfect!

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  2. brudbergDecember 16, 2014 at 9:54 AM

    This feeling of being trapped in darkness sounds uncomfortably familiar.

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  3. d smith kaich jonesDecember 16, 2014 at 10:12 AM

    trapped. oh man, oh man, oh man just wonderful and true.

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  4. Kim StevensDecember 16, 2014 at 2:19 PM

    Favorite....love, love the image and the words - sheesh - I relate!

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    1. Kathryn DycheDecember 16, 2014 at 5:56 PM

      Thanks Kim, been thinking of you and your son. Hope he's doing ok.

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  5. Brian MillerDecember 16, 2014 at 2:20 PM

    dark matter is what holds us all together..it makes up a huge portion of space...i wonder at the theory that it is remnants of creation...or the big bang...is it the world moving...or us...that is a good question...

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  6. ClaudiaDecember 16, 2014 at 2:37 PM

    some interesting questions here... the big mysteries of life and where are we in all this...

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    1. Kathryn DycheDecember 16, 2014 at 5:58 PM

      that's what happens when you contemplate your navel :)

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  7. GraceDecember 16, 2014 at 7:26 PM

    It must be a difficult situation to be in when you don't know if its you or the world swirling ~

    Now that I read your comments about the navel, I am smiling now :-)

    And that imagery is just stunning Kathryn ~

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  8. Jennifer WagnerDecember 16, 2014 at 11:28 PM

    I understand the feeling! What a cool image, too.

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  9. grapelingDecember 17, 2014 at 3:52 AM

    only been contemplating naval oranges of late. and lint. and that's about the extent of my creative leanings. you make art, too, though - doubly creative - i just resort to sarcasm (as an art form). hmm. maybe that's where my 15 year old gets it... ~

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    1. Kathryn DycheDecember 18, 2014 at 1:38 PM

      Funny . . . I've been contemplating navel oranges too. :) Sarcasm is a great art form, Brits are known for it. I actually miss it now that I live in the US because most people don't get it and take you too literally.

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  10. Debi SwimDecember 17, 2014 at 8:31 AM

    Love this Kathryn. Great questions and navel gazing is good... occasionally.

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    1. Kathryn DycheDecember 18, 2014 at 1:38 PM

      Thanks Debi, yes a bit of navel gazing now and then is definitely called for.

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  11. UnknownDecember 17, 2014 at 8:34 AM

    Meditation will do that to you! Going inward often reveals truths beyond the self. Nicely put together.

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  12. UnknownDecember 18, 2014 at 11:40 AM

    Beautifully written and definitely got a sense of confusion from the structure of this poem and the word choice. Searching inside ourselves often brings out a lot of confused ideas.

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  13. Kerry O'ConnorDecember 18, 2014 at 12:00 PM

    Your extrapolation of navel gazing makes for unexpected poetry.

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    1. Kathryn DycheDecember 18, 2014 at 1:39 PM

      Thanks Kerry . . . never know where my mind is going to go next.

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  14. Sharmon DavidsonDecember 19, 2014 at 9:44 AM

    Your poem echoes my own thoughts of late, though much more beautifully and coherently worded of course... love it...

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  15. hedgewitchDecember 19, 2014 at 5:00 PM

    Very visual poem, Kathryn--and all the more effective--this time of year often has that effect on me, too.

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  16. A Cuban In LondonDecember 20, 2014 at 2:32 PM

    I love writers who are fearless about writing. Your line about dark matter mattering was exquisite to read. Thanks.

    Greetings from London.

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  17. alcholic poetDecember 22, 2014 at 11:37 PM

    a beautiful paradox.

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  18. treeJanuary 13, 2015 at 8:46 AM

    Well written.Beautiful.

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