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A Match Made in Paradox

by Laura Doom

In trying to find beauty
I discovered it
does not come from within
me.

In trying to write beauty
I scratched the surface;
the paper shrieked,
shredded itself
and smothered my pen.

In trying to type beauty
my fingers burned,
the screen dissolved;
one million, three hundred and ten thousand, seven hundred and twenty
pixels danced to their deaths
to protest individuality.

In trying to define beauty
I found a definition
to be an ugly thing.

We were made for each other.

03/27/2011

Author's Note:
Edited 01-03-14 [UK date format]

Posted on 03/27/2011
Copyright © 2024 Laura Doom

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Alison McKenzie on 03/27/11 at 06:26 PM

I have always, always appreciated your ability to stretch words - adding fringes and edges to their meanings. Sometimes, to make a mockery of language, thus making a mockery of our arrogant use of them. I love love love this!!!

Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 03/27/11 at 08:15 PM

That third stanza is the one I like. It has a rhythm and punch that almost separates it from the rest of the piece (which is also very good).

Posted by Michael Anthony on 03/27/11 at 11:20 PM

I'm with Gabriel on the third stanza. Standing by itself it would still be outrageous; i laughed,i cried and in the end i celebrated the protest.

Posted by Charlie Morgan on 03/28/11 at 09:53 AM

...laura, like the twists and turns of you words annnnnd drift. cool.

Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 04/02/11 at 05:10 PM

This, to me, is deep and deeper. I admire you always for your vast ability with wordplay and skill; in this particular poem, I find (heh) you've met my soul. Alliswell

Posted by Ulyss Rubey on 04/02/11 at 08:24 PM

This is very personal. It's about me. Maybe most of us feel that way. You definately touched a sensitive spot.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/28/11 at 03:01 PM

I had not seen this one. Congrats on POTD! My fav is stanza 4, but your ability to morph words and meanings always delivers a satisfying beauty.

Posted by Kristine Briese on 04/28/11 at 09:52 PM

Oh, Laura, this is splendid! I wish I had your skill with language. I love this; right into my faves!

Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 05/03/11 at 06:28 AM

more than amazing!

Posted by Tony Whitaker on 05/04/11 at 11:52 PM

I am still reeling from this feeling of two dimensions of reality intertwined in this disturbing piece, yet the last stanza softens the setting, then there is that last line. Your last name is appropriate.

Posted by Joan Serratelli on 05/07/11 at 01:59 AM

Truely outstanding- loved the repetition.

Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/07/11 at 03:59 PM

LOL! Sounds like a couple I know. Some days are just like that I guess. Well defined Laura, and good to read you again.

Posted by Julie Adams on 05/09/11 at 07:34 PM

I love the arc of this piece, I always enjoy following your pen, peace, jewels xoxox

Posted by Therese Elaine on 05/13/11 at 08:00 AM

And sometimes, ugliness traps us in the guise of beauty, and we don't see it coming until we're past our sell-by date... *kisses*

Posted by Ben Evans on 05/18/11 at 12:58 AM

Interesting read. Can beauty ever be captured?

Posted by Paul Lastovica on 07/05/15 at 05:24 PM

It is too much to too many to readily be captured, defined, and set down in temporal stone. We are all ugly - we are all beautiful; yes? Nailed it.

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