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by David R Spellman

"I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in
And stops my mind from wandering
Where it will go"

Beatles "Fixing a Hole"
from Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band

Let the rains rush in
and wash all over me,
drenching dried bones,
parched –
meant to be re-written,
revitalized,
restored,
re-born to
unoriginal condition
 
And when it stops
leaving the whole
unclear
let my mind wander
of its own accord
free of any will
which would constrict
and limit the boundaries
of its greater expanse
 
Whether or not
it develops unencumbered
and returns for some reason
remains yet
un-scened 
 

08/08/2006

Posted on 09/24/2006
Copyright © 2024 David R Spellman

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Mara Meade on 09/24/06 at 12:41 AM

Why did I never catch that verse from "Fixing a Hole?" Man, my soul's been looking for that description. Yours too, eh? Un-scened. This is such a great word. Sure, unseen from innocence... but now it is an acceptance of whatever the Fates bring.

Posted by Jean Mollett on 09/24/06 at 03:46 AM

Hi David, Great write. I aslo agree with Lori & the others. :)

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/24/06 at 01:28 PM

Thought provoking response to classic lines in an often overlooked Bealtes tune, David. I like what you've done here.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/24/06 at 04:09 PM

My pick for POTD! Just great - "reborn to unoriginal condition." I love every line in this.

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 09/25/06 at 02:37 PM

Wonderful reflection on the Beatles's song! Great writing!

Posted by JD Clay on 09/27/06 at 03:49 PM

Your serendipitous poem gives new meaning to both words, hole and whole. I like your take. And the clever title too.

Posted by Becca Kinser on 10/21/06 at 07:20 PM

I really like the way this ...ticks. You know. It fits.

Posted by Kyle Anne Kish on 02/26/07 at 02:13 PM

Wonderful use of paradox here along with your play on words. Congratulations on your POTD.

Posted by Maria Terezia Ferencz on 02/26/07 at 07:12 PM

I love where you started this and I love even more where it ended. Funny how words and thought can create the birth of more words and thoughts so many years after they are penned. Man's closest step to immortality.

Posted by Charles E Minshall on 02/27/07 at 03:55 AM

Congratulations on poem of the day. Dave...Charlie

Posted by JD Clay on 02/27/07 at 06:44 AM

I'm glad to see this poem center stage, Dave. Your quote rewinds the brain and the poem brings it up to speed. Hats off!

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