Egal Bohen

Rookie - 10 Points (Earth)

Away From The Slimy Pit To Slide - Poem by Egal Bohen

Each day
A challenge
We are sent
As to how we treat
It's discontent
Each Day
With open mind
We face
All that comes
Despite our state
Our burdens
In our pack
Each day we learn
Not to step back
The challenge
Not to further plunge
Into to the slippery
Slimy gunge
The pit that’s writ
That is
Of our creation
The challenge
When confronted
How we react
No turning back
So shall we stop
To let sink in
Our brains
The constant din
That each day drowns
Our minds
Those messages
That come
With each
With every
We give
Ourselves the chance
As visions
On the current pass
To clutch a moment
For the branch
That’s offered
For it lends
An opportunity
For just a second
Let us see
The message sent
In what is said
A dawning
That message sent
Into our head
Its meaning
Or shall we
On the torrent ride
To all outside
Avert our gaze
Avert our eye
Hear what we need
And set aside
That truth inside
We do
Or cannot see
For those signals come
From far and wide
To open minds
If we would focus
The precious gift
Which they create
An opportunity
For learning
So barriers down
Open our minds
Examine the actions
As they unwind
See that which hides
Beneath the facade
The obvious passion
And we might just see
The faintest glint
Of lesson learnt
Of a subtle hint
That we can control
Change the way
By the things we say
Even in the midst
Of the darkest day
So deep within
The rattle and hum
Of our daily life
As we go and come
As the torrent of life
Tears at our coats
Not hearing
What was spoke
A lesson may
Just help us survive
From the slimy pit
To slide
For how else could it be
That we ever learn
If not from the life
For which we all burn
The very life
We both love
And hate
Its purpose being
To teach
Not break

Comments about Away From The Slimy Pit To Slide by Egal Bohen

  • Rookie - 0 Points Gillian.E. Shaw (4/21/2009 3:50:00 PM)

    Really like this - human insecurity challenged by human wisdom. Lots of questions. Feel I can
    identify with the sentiments written here. I really enjoyed 'Or shall we on the torrent
    ride oblivious to those outside' Brave even noble. Love it! BRAVO! MORE! (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 10 Points Egal Bohen (9/20/2006 8:15:00 PM)

    Life is irregular
    And by the way, what the hell is 'iambic tetrameter'? Sounds nasty and I'm glad I havn't got it. Have they found a cure yet?
    Egal Bohen... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie David Gerardino (10/22/2005 11:12:00 AM)

    OK, you got a style, nice job. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie David Zvekic (5/26/2005 7:22:00 PM)

    This poem starts like it wants to use iambic tetrameter up until 'That is of our creation'.

    After that point I dont know what is going on. the meter is too irregular. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 26, 2005

Poem Edited: Monday, March 3, 2008

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