The Delusion

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I am in the process of writing my second novel, The Delusion.  This poem was written for the MC who is a poet at heart and this poem will represent the novel. 

The Delusion

 

The cold dark canvass of the pond
Is perfected for natures art
Thriving by the light of its moon
The pond flickers with life
Yet, remains ever still
Waiting
Wanting

 Capturing only what is real
Its reflections are distorted
By what lies deep underneath
Habiting murky souls
It remains ever still
Waiting
Wanting

 Mesmerizing the mind, it calls
With promises of friendship, peace
But its haunting breath enfolds you
Bequeathing you with fear
Yet, remains ever still
Waiting
Wanting

 There is a lone tree by the pond
You run for its stability
Trusting in its deep seeded source
But it is the Delusion
It possesses and leaves you
Waiting
Wanting

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Meldarth commented on The Delusion

03-07-2010

Wow.......wow; the imagery.......very deep Dawn.....loved it.....

dawnjyc

03/07/2010

Thank you very much!

jademelissa74 commented on The Delusion

12-14-2009

At face value, this piece offers such a wonderful imagery, imagery that leads the reader to a realization of life trials and tribulations. Your words are piercing in content. Great job Dawn!

dahlusion commented on The Delusion

11-30-2009

Beautifully surreal, dreamy, dark and light. I am wondering: should it be Illusion instead of Delusion, or am I missing a deeper more subtle message in my translation?

dawnjyc

12/13/2009

Thank you for you kind comments. It is definitely a delusion as the tree represents a false security.

Artie commented on The Delusion

11-28-2009

This is crazy good!! It has beauty, depth, imagery, and a poignant message. 10 x 10 from me

dawnjyc

11/29/2009

Thank you so much! Your comment gave me a little boost!!

gogant commented on The Delusion

11-28-2009

I guess you could say...still waters run deep. Very nice work.............................................................................gogant

dawnjyc

11/29/2009

Thank you!

When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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