Clamour of light
Aborted logic
From the severed objective
Plume of confusion
They call saviour.
I have read the book.
That standard manual
From which they hold it all
And I became bleach eyed
By it's discrepency.
There is nothing to say
But therefore.
And all our papered thoughts
Creased in the fold
Of their following.
So as the seasons
Break, bust, fall stuttered
I place my faith
In knowledge only
Because I know
No higher being resides
And it rains in spring.
good stuff kealan.. one of your best i think. been in ireland the amount of times i have been over the past few years, i am well used to rain and storms so can really see this - lol.
get submitting this around M8.
OMg! Kealan, enjoyed this, it never rains but what it pours and Bolton prob not much different annual rainfall than Waterford! Wasn't sure about the rain in spring, as Rach says we need some rain for beauty, but whether (or weather ha!) it's the work of god or not, I've no idea!
Understand the rest of what you're saying and for me the jury will probably always be out! Some really well chosen words and lines, thought provoking. I've never been that religious but no worries if people are, just don't get it when belief becomes fanaticism and so on, but if it helps your average worshipper feel better then great.
Having said all that I do love going in churches for the peace and serenity and I'm sure something significant happened all those years ago! Never read the manual and at 49 I can't see me bothering really but did like your reflections on it and I'm sure you've got a good few points there! Oh well, hope you're well lad, catch ya soon, Jeff
Shades of Pope's essay here:
Know then thyself,
Presume not God to scan
The proper study of mankind
is man.
Excellent company you keep in your writing Kealan.
I know that I know what I know. Yes? This is excellent, Kealan, well-considered, bold, honest and provoking in the best way. The opening two lines are an effective hook to catch the reader's interest, and to begin your theme. The final two lines are apt and forceful. It is interesting that your conclusion of a 'Non-god' rests on the cycle of seasons only, but it does make a strong point, and perhaps, in one poem, that is all you wanted. The lower-case 'god' in the title is very clever.
wow kealan hun xx
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Elaine Booth
Fri 1st Apr 2011 21:41
Interesting, Kealan. It's all still faith at the end of the day - knowledge is possibly just the coincidence of an agreement between some homo sapiens that our perceptions intersect. Or am I just over-thinking it all?!
You seem to me to be saying that holy texts have got nothing on lived experience anyway. Like it.