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Accord

Posted on 21 January 2020 by H. Hennenburg
Image by Joel Filipe illustrating poem titled Accord by H. Hennenburg
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Accord

I find the centre path
My eyes smouldering with exhaustion
I tell you I am here of my own accord
Then pluck my eyes out and retire
I am no more bound to the maelstrom
No more a rat in the labyrinth proving my worth
I have scattered my pennies
For their rat-tat-tat
On the glistening white floors
And danced to their rhythm
Until my soles bled
My red fortune spattered and spilt
I hand you the hilt
And plunge myself thus to eternity
If I pierce the fabric
We have staged a coup
And I am bound with you
Into the margins

© H. Hennenburg, 19 January 2020

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15 thoughts on “Accord”

  1. gillena says:
    26 January 2020 at 8:43 AM

    Very interesting images of life, purpose, death and eternity
    A blessed Sunday to you

    Much❤love

  2. Bjorn Rudberg says:
    26 January 2020 at 12:29 PM

    There is freedom in giving up… there are always those pulling the strings who think they know what we need most.

  3. Colleen LOOSELEAFNOTES says:
    26 January 2020 at 2:04 PM

    Bound into the margins, outside the box? It reads like an empowering manifesto to me.

  4. Wendy Bourke says:
    26 January 2020 at 5:02 PM

    A powerful piece. I love the idea of individual coups (Such are the times we live in, I suppose). Awesome writing!

  5. marja says:
    26 January 2020 at 5:10 PM

    Very powerful I especially love I scattered my pennies, for their rat tata tat…..and danced to their rhythm

  6. Old Egg says:
    27 January 2020 at 2:53 AM

    Sadly most creatures compete for a mate (or food) but humans tend to compete for everything, thus driving us all insane wanting what we don’t need spending money we cant afford and irritating everyone else we meet up with. We are so stupid we can’t see ourselves as a failed race except for that small portion of us….that are poets!

  7. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:
    27 January 2020 at 4:08 AM

    Arresting images!

    Sooner or later, we must dance to our own tune. That too may have a cost, but surely preferable even so

  8. Thotpurge says:
    27 January 2020 at 5:25 AM

    Fabulous imagery… and so much to ponder – how does one get unbound from the maelstrom? Loved it!

  9. Magaly Guerrero says:
    27 January 2020 at 6:10 AM

    Surrender–especially when done in love and trust–can be the best way to become… and ascend. The same goes with splitting, I think. The hurt of breaking isn’t so bad, if we get to be whole again (especially, if we get there with another).

  10. Sanaa Rizvi says:
    27 January 2020 at 6:54 AM

    The entire poem as a whole is gorgeous and serves as a manifesto! 😀

  11. Susie Clevenger says:
    27 January 2020 at 4:14 PM

    Giving up…sometimes it can be a blessing. I’ve done it with a few people in my life and it brought freedom.

  12. ZQ says:
    27 January 2020 at 6:01 PM

    Delightful read!

  13. Stranded Tree says:
    27 January 2020 at 8:09 PM

    This reminded me of something told to me long ago, that freedom starts in the mind. This has its own direction of one that goes forward on their own terms.

  14. Bekkie Sanchez says:
    28 January 2020 at 1:40 PM

    It’s hard to find a way through the maze and things get rather messy along the way.

  15. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:
    8 February 2020 at 6:59 PM

    Wow, love the passionate language and the message of exercising a choice, albeit choosing the more challenging option.

    (Sorry, I seem to have missed this one earlier, but glad to have seen it now.)

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