Spine, or: Soul

Poetry Partners #139

A poem by Barbara Dean Aliaga of ‘AbuNana’

When do you think you will be happy?
What do you mean, I'm fine.
No, there's a cloud of uncertainty
Radiating from your spine.
It's not my spine, you see dear sir
That shouts to you I'm blue.
It's my soul that's caught in should
Do that is keeping me from you.

A ‘Senryu’ by ben Alexander of โ€˜The Skepticโ€™s Kaddishโ€™

muscles still, certain
hand heavy on her shoulder
soul recoils from should

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!


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18 thoughts on “Spine, or: Soul”

    1. โค Shashi โค ~ thanks so much!

      BTW, please feel free to call me ‘David’ because that is my first name.

      The word ‘ben’ simply means ‘son of’ in Hebrew; I created this blog in honor of my father whose name was ‘Alexander’, you see.

      I know it’s a bit confusing because ‘Ben’ is also a common name in English ~ I’m sorry about the confusion!

      Much love,
      David

      1. Yes Ben. Love your writings and look forward to reading your posts.
        Helps me in having a different perspective and view of mundane things.
        Let the words flow ๐Ÿ˜„

  1. Beautiful conversation between the beloved

    It has that chemistry of to be or not to be

    And always the love that lingers.
    Forever in seductive dialogue
    And the intensity of other secret shoulds
    Vibrates

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