Triumphant, not Triumphalism
by Joe David
Words tumble over each other
Like bear cubs down a mountain
Struggling to bring order out of chaos
Coherence out of babbling
My mind attempts to right itself
In a world gone mad with righteousness
Total darkness not possible in the natural world
Light demands its place in the soul of Man
The inextinguishable spark,
differing from a supernova only in magnitude,
refuses to go out
Posted on 11/03/2009
Copyright © 2022 Joe David
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Charlie Morgan on 11/03/09 at 02:23 PM|
...well, you let that muse sleep long enough to kick-out this doozy...and what a doozy...so much to love about this one, so much, many levels, rhyming internally, to heaviness in punch...and depth. touche! my brother, touche!
|Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 11/03/09 at 08:30 PM|
I may be misunderstanding but I don't thing this world is going mad with righteousness! It is the exact reverse! The ancient prophet had it right, "righteousness exalts a nation but sin is a reproach to any people." There is a spark in every heart but it needs to be ignited by the Truth (Christ). Definitely a provocative poem.
|Posted by Glenn Currier on 11/07/09 at 05:15 PM|
Oh how I identify. There are so many voices - from every political and religious stripe who are sure THEY are right and their words tumble over each other with oozing with a very strange mixture of acrimony and testimony. The challenge for me is to never lose track of the Eternal Spark within me and to remind me to look for it in others. Your poem is a triumph of courage to explore and to voice your discoveries for the rest of us to take as inspiration and to enjoy. Thanks for shining your sun, Son.
|Posted by Glenn Currier on 06/28/11 at 01:20 PM|
I know I have already commented, but after reading this again, I have to again bow in your direction. That last line in the first stanza still strikes the nail on the head. I have been thinking about the how my own righteousness acts as a barrier between me and other beautiful souls. Thanks buddy.