Seán O Muiríosa

Rookie - -6 Points (A Thursday,1987 / Tiobraid Arann)

Clearly - Poem by Seán O Muiríosa

The mind is the scariest thing I know.
It is not like any darkness.
It is a transparent, life colour
Covering everything I am,
Like a murderous blanket.

It plays its own games to pass the time
Existing as deception, miscomprehension,
Between rainbows and storms.
From the sun-glazed hillside;
The sodden path to nowhere.

They say you should fear the dark,
The darkness of the mind.
What a load of putrid scatology;
It’s from skin to throbbing skull,
Everything that goes with it,

That makes the deep lake slowly ache.


Comments about Clearly by Seán O Muiríosa

  • (6/8/2006 3:47:00 PM)


    this was fantastic Sean, you have developed a style were your poems read well without losing any of their glory and their still full of well captured images, well done.
    HBH
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  • (5/22/2006 3:28:00 PM)


    Yes, a very new style for you Sean and you carry it off very well. The language is far more direct, I've noticed and more image-packed. There is a new tightness as well which I like, and the final line oozes with suspense. A very successful transition. Well done. (Report) Reply

  • Ernestine Northover (5/21/2006 9:57:00 AM)


    Such truth Sean, a wonderful write about our minds which are so complicated they cannot be explained easily but your poem does it very well. Love Ernestine XXX (Report) Reply

  • (5/19/2006 5:23:00 AM)


    A classic to be long remembered.
    All the best
    Ian
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  • (5/18/2006 9:19:00 AM)


    it is both a blessing and a curse to have such wisdom at your age. Notice I didn't say insight, there is a definitive difference between the 2. I think you will teach the world one day, even if it's the solitary world of one person. I believe you offer a profound truth to everyone who reads your work, yourself as pure as you can. In all the time I've spent reading your work I have come to this conclusion: if people want to know the definition of what a poetic soul is, they should read your words because they are above all else, honest.
    You are beautiful and your work is powerful...

    Always,
    Amberlee
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  • (5/8/2006 1:33:00 PM)


    I see you've come back to us, Sean... and with quite a new style. An intriguing poem. (Report) Reply

  • (5/8/2006 9:41:00 AM)


    Dear Sean,

    You've produced another interesting and deeply felt poem. The writing, as always with you, shows talent and originality. The ending is particularly fine.

    One technical quibble or caveat: 'What a load of putrid scatology.' The line works better with your ending if it would end with a colon versus a period. It would make the meaning clearer for the reader.

    Keep up the good work,

    Best,

    Hugh
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  • (5/8/2006 8:05:00 AM)


    This everything I have wanted to write recently, an amazing read! This really was brilliant, language and specificly subject matter. (Report) Reply

  • (5/8/2006 7:51:00 AM)


    That was really well written - and well felt. :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 8, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 1, 2006


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