
Category: Abstract Poem
Red

Single red rose.
Deep and dark,
Blood red.
Named Red Cross.
Heard me recite,
“The Sick Rose”.
Hybrid velvety red.
Marvelled life,
Pleasure’s mine.
Recalled Jung’s Red Book, but
My thoughts speculated,
“Who inspired William Blake?”
*Carl G Jung, psychologist and psychiatrist, recorded “exploration of his unconscious and his encounters with the works of many cultural figures” in a book that came to be famously called Jung’s Red Book. It is said that “the format of the Red Book resembles the work of the British poet and painter William Blake (1757–1827), who also recorded dreams and visions in combined text and images and with whose work Jung had some familiarity.”
The Sick Rose is William Blake’s contribution to the world of literature.
Ref: https://www.loc.gov/exhibits/red-book-of-carl-jung/the-red-book-and-beyond.html
Copyright © 2016, Deeya Nayar-Nambiar
Urgent
“Does it matter?” I asked.
“Not till you told me it’s urgent.”
In your sense of urgency,
I felt an urge to chase me
Till the boundaries blurred;
And compelled I felt to meet
My recluse-Self as she sought
In imperative an answer
To comprehend “it’s urgent”
My Self exclaimed,
“Time does matter!”
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Daily Prompt – URGENT
When?

In abundance,
Wealth, health and happiness.
I am alive everyday
Yet, lonely in alone.
When did the light fade?
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