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not 100% happy

Not 100% happy

I have asked many people
You as a reader
More than likely one of them
After all
Are we all not just a cross section?
I digress, I’m sorry
I have asked many people
Not enough responded 100% when asked
Are you truly happy?
Seems a thread is missing
Seems modern life has injected a venom
For which the antidote is elusive
At least temporarily
In death a man said escape
In death a woman said release
And I wondered what they meant
Until the day arrived at my door
Cloaked in a black shawl.

◄ slowly becoming a disaster

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Isobel

Sun 17th May 2009 09:13

I like this one too. It makes you think. I can't help but always see the difference between the male and female in poetry. Everything you read reflects it. The man runs away, the woman 'is released' - now where have I heard that before? I'm sure it wasn't intended that way - just the mood I'm in at the moment. Glad you explained the ending - I would have seen it as death knocking on the door - but it works better as depression. I would agree with the rest - no one has it all and when we do we often want something different!

Pete Crompton

Sun 17th May 2009 08:18

Hi Francine, thanks for reading.

its a bit dark this poem!

I was reading about depression and how in some cases it had lead to suicidal thoughts.
At the time I had been studying the effects of PTSD (a medical condition)

Patients had been asked what they thought suicide meant to them and they had answered 'release' , 'escape'

I thought it was such a waste and that they had been consumed by negative emotion. I felt helpless and wanted to show them thast you never know what is round the next corner and that there is a way through it.

The black shawl was my idea of depression making her visit to me. I saw her as a 2 sided coin, her black shawl had the depth of beauty in its colour, a black of texture and bizarre warmth but at same time it was sinister.

the poem was just a daydream, a drift of thought whilst watching tv.

Peter

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Francine

Sun 17th May 2009 04:48

This one is perceptive... could you explain though these last few lines as I am having trouble with them... maybe too it's cause I am so sleep deprived that I can't think anymore...

'In death a man said escape
In death a woman said release
And I wondered what they meant
Until the day arrived at my door
Cloaked in a black shawl.'

merci... bonne nuit... je ne peux plus lire ce soir...

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Sun 28th Sep 2008 11:10

Oh yes, i like this one too.
There always seems to be something missing.
I know what's missing in my life but i can't put a percentage on it.

Is anything ever 100 % ?
Love Janet.xx

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shoeless

Sun 28th Sep 2008 10:24

mood swings , like being on a fairground ride .... enjoy it while it lasts

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clarissa mckone

Sun 28th Sep 2008 03:45

ooohhh I do like this one! Never belive that others are just slap happy all the time. Even the rich get cancer and die. Happy is a state of mind. its accepting the day as it comes, and understanding not every day will be fun, and thus you are not happy everyday. I guess some cats are happy everyday. Mine are. loved the poem and the last lines!

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