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Polarity

by Clara Mae Gregory

Cycling in polarities

is like being on drugs

floating high in a bubble.

Suddenly in a burstful pop

all comes crashing down,

sprinkling highs on the lows

of darkled sordid ground-

A confetti of plastic pieces

lies in snowdrifts all around,

drowning in a tearful bawling

from such vexatious falling.

Time allows the renewal

of this cycling polarity.

Only this time,

there may not be enough left

to heal all the bruises.


08/28/2009

Posted on 08/29/2009
Copyright © 2026 Clara Mae Gregory

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 08/29/09 at 01:01 PM

The best poetic description I've read on the subject of Bipolarism. Both factual and emotional at the same time. Those first five lines really hit close to home, having known several BPs through my son's treatment for Clincial Depression, one even having committed suicide at age 18. A truly sad and overwhelming experience for both of us, but I think one of the turning points for my son.

Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 08/29/09 at 01:36 PM

You describe it well. Like Chris, this is the best poetic description I've read.

I have seen unhealed bruises. And I am humbled by the pure beautiful person such bruises seek to destroy. In my opinion, Grace pours upon such pained victims imprisoned by an awry Polarity's relentless onslaughts. Still, I wrap my arms around such wounded, for the beautiful gift such persons bring to our world. It is said that Bipolar afflicted people are among the most intensively creative on this earth.

Grace and Peace, Jill

Posted by Laura Doom on 08/30/09 at 10:16 AM

Tell me about it -- and you do; confusion, contusion and open conclusion. Way to come and go...

Posted by James Zealy on 08/31/09 at 05:35 PM

Congrats on you poem making the top 10.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/01/09 at 04:13 AM

"A confetti of plastic pieces lies in snowdrifts all around," - my favorite phrasing in this. As I learn more about this, I am more and more thankful. Those last three lines tell me about the fragile recovery each time one falls. Thank you for this.

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