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Two Deceptions

Rating: 4.9

both are like the falling leaves
a tale that no one ever believes
a passing season and a lover

coming and going of perfume
revolves in an enchanted room
till love consumes a fevered heart

death is the breast of darkest night
a western moon fades from sight

surrendered to its mausoleum
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Two Deceptions
Tuesday, February 16, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: deception,love,seasons,wishing
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kevin Patrick 10 May 2019

I don't know if Barry is still with us, but its wonderful to know that his work still exists to be read and cherished. This poem means more in retrospect then it did before. The wording of this poem evokes something new when reread again and again, Barry I hope wherever you are, take care.

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upendra majhi 10 May 2019

death is the breast of darkest night. a western moon fades from sight.speel binding., so rhythmic and accurate to the event.it is about one evnt but appears to be about on emillin events.it comes directly to heart as an arrow.

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Richard Wlodarski 30 August 2017

In total agreement with Daniel! Also, I sense it may have been partially inspired by William Blake. Such a profound poem! Vivid imagery. And what a beautiful graphic! A magnificent write! Totally worthy of Poem Of The Day! Congratulations, Barry!

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Barry Middleton 30 August 2017

Thank you Richard, If there is a Blake influence, I am unaware. But subliminally we are not always aware of our inspiration's source. I often write something and then say to myself, where did that come from?

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A ten, a congratulations and a share on Facebook..Lovely poem..

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Barry Middleton 30 August 2017

Thank you Lorraine for the thoughts and the share..

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Sarah Persson 30 August 2017

Congratulations on poem if the day and a wonderful poem at that.

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Barry Middleton 30 August 2017

Thank you Sarah. I don't know how they choose these poems of the day but is great to one of my poems exposed to a wider audience. I appreciate the positive comment.

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 30 August 2017

a passing season and a lover coming and going of perfume revolves in an enchanted room till love consumes a fevered heart death is the breast of darkest night A beautiful poem describing the temporary nature of earthly thins and experiences. Amazing imagery...coming and going of perfume.. like passing seasons. Thanks poet for sharing so nice a poem. Congrats for being awarded. 10+++ for it. Subhas

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Barry Middleton 30 August 2017

Thank you Subhas, feedback is much appreciated.

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Daniel Brick 30 August 2017

Robert Bly said, the poems we write nudge our lives forward, that is, poetry is future-oriented. But at the same time poetry can be past-oriented in tone and vocabulary. I appreciate both qualities in your poetry. I read your poems as part of the Wisdom Tradition which included Chinese Taoist poets, Japanese Haiku masters, SUFI poets of the worlds of Islam, Romantic Age poets throughout 19th western lit. I'm not saying you are imitating these past poets, but rather there is ethos you share with them, it is a depth of meaning and an eloquence of expression embodied in words. This is not hyperbole. I find almost immediately when I read. one of your poems. It's in the opening stanza of this poem in which you give us three images of the deceptions of the title, images of allure drawn from nature and human affairs. The last two stanzas are a unit of eloquence which is pitch perfect. You cite seasons, love longings, and lies (about ourselves perhaps, our self-image) as examples of these deceptions, but the imagery of the last stanza, which is expressed in beautiful language, is highly ambiguous; nit vague, ambiguous - open to multiple meanings. And that ambiguity itself enriches your poem: there is always another meaning in a poem for those who seek it, it doesn't contradict or eliminate meanings closer to the surface, it may not even be expressible in words - that is the wisdom level a poem can take us to.

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Barry Middleton 30 August 2017

You gotit down perfectly Daniel.The antique lies and ambiguity are completely intentional, the reader can choose what to believe. Thanks for the critique and praise.

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Anil Kumar Panda 30 August 2017

Nothing lasts forever. even love and the seasons. Awesome drop. Thanks for posting.

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Barry Middleton 30 August 2017

Thank you Anil. Glad you enjoyed the poem.

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Nudershada Cabanes 30 August 2017

A lovely poem on the transitory nature of seasons and love that do not last forever

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Barry Middleton 30 August 2017

Thank you for commenting. Glad you liked it.

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Barry Middleton 30 August 2017

Thank you. Love and life don't last. Sad but true.

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Simone Inez Harriman 30 August 2017

A lovely poem Barry. As much as we wish to hold back time on those treasured moments........Congratulations for poem of the day

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Barry Middleton 30 August 2017

Thank you Simone. And no, there is no referee and we can't stop the clock.

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