Sorrow & Joy: A Poem In Two Moods
/Sorrow
I loosen my grip
and the water
slips through,
falls from my eyes,
tilts my head
back to ground,
muddies my path,
forming puddles
to catch the sky
and a playground
to splash my feet,
spreading out
into a lakebed
where all the life
I have damned
lifts its curse
and there I dive.
&
The same words can have vastly different feel and impact depending on the label attached and the way they are spoken or the mood within which they are expressed.
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Joy
I loosen my grip
and the water
slips through,
falls from my eyes,
tilts my head
back to ground,
muddies my path,
forming puddles
to catch the sky
and a playground
to splash my feet,
spreading out
into a lakebed
where all the life
I have damned
lifts its curse
and there I dive.
How do these two versions of the poem affect you? What mood or meaning does each evoke?
