FRINGE

poetry and short stories 1 Minute

Written in support of societies #outsiders.

shadows calling

https://dversepoets.com/2021/05/27/dverse-open-link-night-293/

https://dversepoets.com/2021/06/24/open-link-night-295-midsummer-live/

I have spent this life

Shrouded

 in the shadowy fringes

of your sordid society

Concealed from humanities

 tribal tendencies.

Cut away from thy flock

Left behind

 because I

Do not follow thy tribes

 religions of sport and bigotry

My poetry deposits me

In thy shadows

With thy other wierdos

Frolicking to thy rhythms

Of their own heat beats

My psyche hangs over a

Cliff’s edge

My words my safety net

Stopping me slinking

over the edge into

 insanity grasp

my poetry is my edge, my fringe, my being

2/3/2021 rogleach

reworked 28th may 2021

https://dversepoets.com/2021/03/02/dverse-poetics-edges-and-fringes/

thank you dverse poetry pub for another prompt really got my juices flowing

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35 thoughts on “FRINGE”

  1. Thank you for this poem of vulnerability.
    My heart goes out to anyone who has ever felt:
    “Left behind because I
    Do not follow this tribes…”

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  7. I wonder if all poets live on the fringes of society? I know I do! It’s an interesting subject. I’m pleased you have found refuge in writing.

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  12. Oh I so enjoyed this! I think of today’s masculine image of the guy interested in sports, even if he doesn’t play them. Yep. My grandson is one who does not follow that and one would think, with his cello and piano and loving nature that he’d be on the fringe. But he has a group of friends (albeit now mainly meeting on Zoom) who all have like interests…a different “tribe”? Poetry is a good fringe to filter into, in my opinion 🙂

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  15. May you always have a place for your psyche to repose,
    and still waters whereby you may imbibe,
    may your poetry heal the multitudinous wounds
    left by the wars among the tribes. ~peace, Jason

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  16. I see this is reposted from another dVerse prompt. I loved it then and I love it now. What would this world be without us shadow poets? Hoping you have a wonderful weekend, Rog!

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  18. Way to lay it out there rog! Well written and pointed! I celebrate the veracity and power of your words. May you continue always sharing only your authentic self — that alone makes you genuine, meaningful to read, and of worth to be heard! Síocháin!

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  22. I LOVE this and I feel I can resonate. Each word hits hard with its gothic imagery and realism that calls to question our society. I really loved these lines:

    “My poetry deposits me

    In thy shadows

    With thy other wierdos”

    These weirdos can be your tribe, so keep them close! I know I do. 😂

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  24. This is incredibly hard-hitting and poignant. Cheers to us Poets around the world, it is we who will bring about positive change in the end 💝💝

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