20121209

Comfortable

It's unlikely that Tyche will like me.  Thus far
She incited her pikeman to pike me.  No scar
Can solidify rightly when wounding is set
To forever.  I have no endeavor.

When reality stabs, I prefer to divert
My awareness away from the sedulous hurt.
I'm incredulous, doubting my tremulous bone.
No reposure is winning composure.

I am sessile, no longer a vessel of go,
And have nestled to wrestle with worry.  I trow
That my happenstance, routed by deity's laugh,
Has been sacking my zeal, so I'm lacking.



22 comments:

  1. Your poetry isn't lacking though.

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  2. I really like the first stanza. Nicely written

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  3. internal and external rhymes working wonderfully well... enjoying the enjambment also. A great flow and feel.

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  4. Ha, sad about after all that endeavor, there is no forever!! Happy Sunday, Jack. Another gem.

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  5. When the deity laughs, Jack, it is no small thing, especially when one has been stabbed by Reality

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  6. Wonderfully played with word

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  7. and here I scurry to the dictionary again...and its really rarely that i get caught in my heels by someone's vocabulary.but you my friend are a regular Joe Thesaurus.well done and keep going.

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  8. Wonderful internal rhymes. I also enjoyed the last two lines and the image of the deity laughing! Well done.

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  9. I am contemplating your comfort in this. Maybe you have just learned your place in Tyche's scheme of things?

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  10. In Tyche's scheme of things, the earth couldn't possibly be moving at thousands of miles an hour through space, it was too cumbersome. Somehow, I think that allows a logical escape.

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  11. My zeal has been sacked so bad it was a safety, I know, terrible football joke for a Sunday but your ingenious rhyming makes up for it 8^D

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  12. Wow, the wordplay here is fantastic! Love the deity's laugh! I am POSITIVE the deity has a GREAT sense of humor! Because he gave it to all of us!

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  13. Love those internal rhymes!! Especially "sessile, no longer a vessel..." very clever :-)

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  14. stabbed by reality...ouch!! good one Jack

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  15. I hope your zeal is not truly sacked.

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  16. Amazing wordplay, Jack. Every time I come here, I learn a new word! Kudos friend!
    Great job..

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  17. Very clever wordplay - well done.

    Anna :o]

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  18. Your internal rhymes are fabulous, effective, combining with a cadence and flow that is at once comfortable and dissonant. Knowing I will learn from you, I always look forward to your diction. You never disappoint. Skilled, this.

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  19. I am quite surprised at how much I like your rhyme here. Carefully put and well done.

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  20. Wow! That's a veritable cascade of rhyming!

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  21. Liking the rhyme! Often I might find the density of it overrhymed but you manage it with a sure hand and it keeps the narrative on a great flow

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  22. You are definitely not lacking in poetic talent! Great poem.

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