I'm sick of being tethered to this pendulum.
I wish I could pause in the middle of the swing
and finally experience normalcy,
but I keep myself,
so tightly wound
that I'll not stop
until a spring snaps
stopping my fleshly chronometer.
i love the play on words with "emotion sickness" and motion sickness.. swinging back and forth like that pendulum can make you a bit dizzy, can't it? it would be nice to occasionally be able to stop in the middle and rest a bit. of course, what exactly is normal anyway, and do you really want to be it? your pendulum swinging is what makes you who you are, in all your beauty and craziness (i mean that in a good way!)... your last lines imply that you won't achieve that stillness of the pendulum until you die. it's a crazy life sometimes!
nice to see a new post from you! keep on swingin', just don't snap yet!
I like your image of the fleshly chronometer. As one who lives on the edge (I don't want to miss a note either) I understand how you keep your senses keen, even at the risk of emotional trauma at times. It's the stuff art is made of, some of us risk that just to have the feel of muses in our blood. Blessings to you for that, we need the things you say to us. And we are wound tight as we sit on the edge of life, it's a difficult position, always teetering, but the rewards are oh so sweet. It's a superb write, most fitting for your anniversary too, thank you, my dear. Nan
I just wrote this big ol' comment and accidentally hit a button and lost it all! :( I'll try to retype what I said. LOL I think magnicat is correct, "your pendulum swinging is what makes you who you are, in all your beauty and craziness." I think it's good to idealize being something else at times as long as you see the beauty you already possess and say "OK this is me and I like that." :) I've been reading CosmoGirl too much but it helps! I love the comparison of a pendulum. It's the same, never changing. It really helped express your feeling of wanting to be something else. Just remember, you are who you are. That's the best part of it. And trying to fit into the 'normal' catagory is bogus to me. Normal is being yourself, being different. See I have been reading CosmoGirl to much! haha Oh well, you get my point. I really like this though because people can relate to it. Although in the end, it means the most to you. Great piece! -blt
Very clever, even for you Amy. Love the word play in the title. Love the whole idea of the mood swings being like a pendulum. Interesting that you feel the only way to stop it from swinging is to destroy it, but then again, if it stops swinging the clock stops running right?...guess you should appreciate the moodiness when considering the alternative. Bet you'd rather be a wrist watch.
Aye.....the only way for me to come down to earth with the rest of my crew is to havea completelt metnal break-down. Just freak out for one night, have a horrible evening eating nothing but White Rice, dream horrible dreams and feel better in the morning. I dont feel this way again until the pattern cnontinues and another breakdown occurs...
You have an excellent piece here that was totally for you but relatable from everyone. I enjoyed reading it and have no wrods agisnt it:O)
Emotion sickness...clever wordplay. This entire poem is clever word play. Minimalistic in style, it is a unique appeal, maybe because I can relate to it so well. I definitely know what it's like to sway back and forth, the only way to stop swinging is to let go. But what would life be if we all could?