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Joanne Cook Poem
Ideas
thoughts
potential
scattered and unrelated
until
A twist
a turn
a perfect form,
balanced.
Yet it cannot be sustained
competing forces
expectations
The pattern dissolves
as it is compelled to turn
away
from itself.
Exciting ideas
moving apart and at the same time
together.
A new shape forms,
for a moment.
Never ending movements
interspersed with
originality.
Calm but
fragile
as the slightest
pull
threatens its very existence
Ideas
passions
possibilities
contained within a shell.
A veneer of strength
protecting it,
from itself.
To the observer
an impression of self-containment
control
success.
Yet for those who dare peer
Through the pinhole,
insight.
Will the kaleidoscope
ever rest
satisfied with its
own creation?
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Sneaky
Deceitful
Calculating and cruel
It poses as your friend
Offering comfort
Strength
A sense of achievement.
It isolates
Jealously guarding the relationship
Until it infiltrates
Every cell of your being
And claims you
As its own.
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You cause my breath to still
Arachne.
Your handiwork of splendid intricacy
Suspended from the armpits of nature,
vividly displayed through the unfolding mist,
holds me in this moment.
Adornments of the ancient bushland,
Your labour of survival, purposefully created,
Surpass any mortal attempts of mimicry.
Mocking Minerva’s intention of entrapment
You continue triumphantly
Weaving delicate decorations,
Catching acclamation afresh.
Jo Cook
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Inexplicably bound
Shared history
traveling alongside each other
diverging from the clan
to seek ourselves
only to converge
and celebrate together
the pattern of human experience.
Shared euphoria and expectation
as the baby’s first breath
raises all to a higher place
gazing in wonderment
stirred to protect.
Shared humor.
Delight in the child’s laughter
and its infectious joy.
Clever wit volleyed with affection.
Stories fondly recounted
Shared congratulations and trust in the future
as lifelong commitments are declared
And promised before those who care.
Shared grief when one of our number is hurting
Giving expression to the depth of the connection,
The bind is not inevitable
nor guaranteed
by shared DNA
or tribalism.
It needs to be nurtured and cherished
For then
Its power to nourish
Is inexplicable.
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Trust the path
to lead
have confidence in the direction
find solace in its rhythm
as you walk
towards discovery
Rest and ponder
draw strength
from human frailty
and its capacity to endure
complete your walk
in faith
made whole.
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It dances
without rhythm or form
rather
impulsively
to energy around and within
offering warmth
and company.
The fragility of its existence
startling in its strength
to illuminate dark spaces.
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Begins its journey
From the heart.
Its destiny to be released
Visible
No longer privately withheld
Sometimes its power overwhelms
With the momentum gained from containment
Finally released it crashes like surf
Only to be pacified when the winds die
And the tide turns.
Sometimes it makes its appearance gently
soothing with its rocking motion
Settling when spent
Sometimes
It ends it journey
As it began
one tiny tear
Forced into daylight
Tracing its path across the still face
Finally a drop.
Jo Cook
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Put pen to paper and
as the ink flows
so too your strength grows.
The power of the pen
to heal and reveal
innermost thoughts
amazes.
Words within
hitherto unrecognized
take form.
As you scribe unconsciously
the introduction to self
sparks a new friendship
of intimacy.
Put pen to paper
for the combining of the two
creates a powerful force.
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Darkness
comforting
no eyes to judge
merely quiet solace
surrounds
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The error
To consider the space
Empty
Assigning no value to the void
Of seemingly little consequence
Akin to the nothingness that holds
The flame precariously above the delicate candlewick
That was before I understood its purpose
This deceptive illusion of nothingness
Rendering me blind to the power of contrast
In stillness
Invisible boundaries of time
Sound
Energy
Sharpening focus on the material
Just as the division of words on the page
Or distance between those in a crowd
The moments of silence between the calls of the bush birds
Paradoxically separating as they unite.
The stillness no longer
An empty place
To avoid
Rather permission to pause.
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