Poem -
The Boar Desired of Diarmuid
I blame the mountains for my lack of skill
In finding and defining Euclid’s lines:-
For factors and protractors ill-define
The algorithms of that ancient hill.
But in the shadow of that quiet thrill
Those shapes suggested to my forming mind
The shade of mighty warrior aligned
with deadly boar ~ and both set for the kill.
I praise the mountains for this sense of whim
Those dark and sweeping hulks beyond the pane
That crouch and sulk beneath an inkblot sky
From every map-lined wall in each schoolroom
They drew my thoughts to dance in patterned rain
But never asked (imparted) How or Why
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This paints a perfect picture of the school room, staring out of the window..looking at all the wonder and beauty in the world rather than listening to the teacher
brilliant lines with fantastic imagery, Even the title has such clever wording......It's Brilliant Jason
Don't blame the mountains too much...its them that gave you so many skills!!
I love it
Lorna xxxxx
Ah Lorna...thank you so much.
Alas, I cannot take credit for the title; it's taken from a line in a poem by Alice Milligan...a little-known poet who was a contemporary of Yeats and Lady Gregory.
~ from “Mountain Shapes”, by Alice Milligan
J xxx
:) x
Wow.....Excellent....JASON
Thanks...so much...LORRIS
J ;)
Hey JASON!!..... the father of geometry has a way of messing with the mind of philosophical artists....... even the window pane itself speaking to the prison that reality can create... even when you're being completely artistic in your self expression .......math still has a way of seeping into the doubt any human may have in their confidence pool...... it's interesting how you incorporate Irish legend into some of your writes (had to look that one up)........ your skill with the quill makes me wonder sometimes.... just what you're doing here amongst us mere mortals...... so much to deliver so succinctly......a gift to say the least....... rock on brother poet!!.......LOVE and ROCKETS!!.....T ?✳✴☀
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Well Tony...
You're absolutely right! Euclid of Alexandria has a knack for throwing a divider in the works for sure!!
I think it's a matter of perception of/and proportion(?). As artists/humans, we see and experience the world around us and have many languages with which to describe that world...mathematics being the most precise of those languages. But we also experience another world...one peculiar to each individual and where the dimensions are mysterious and morph with (real!) education, learning, thought, maturity and exposure to outer stimuli (of all kinds).
The problem lies in that it's all but impossible for a 'mere mortal' to negotiate that dichotomy entirely and reconcile those two, divergent worlds/ideas. So we're left with a choice; occupy one or t'other...but only a select few geniuses can straddle the divide and survey both simultaneously.
I dunno about you...but I, most assuredly, am NOT one of them!!
Thank you so much for your kind words and continuing support. It means so very much to me.
J ;)
My Dear Friend Jason,
The schoolroom boy is now quite a man
Who quotes ancient verse as well as one can
The only thing I think that he lacks
Is the knowledge of his tremendous knack
For the Diarmuid and Boar spotted a gifted young lad
And bestowed him with genius that few ever had
Now he treats us on Cosmo to his erudite works
The bonus of readers, it's one of our perks
Peace and Love,
Larry xxx
too much sir too much
such esteem brings hot blushes
to your friend and fan
J ;)
Enjoyed reading your poem linda
Thanks Linda.
Glad you enjoyed it.
J ;)
Your welcome linda
Incredible write Jason. It is awesome how our youth can still inspire the mind for years to come, and also reflect on the person we are today. I too dreamed throughout my school daze. Will have to read more of your work....Peace.
Ha! 'School Daze'...I love it!!!
Thank you so much.
J ;)
Hi J I love this write I felt the same as a child. From our classroom
window there were rolling green hills my mind would wander
until i was there lying by a little stream feeling the sun on my face
without a care ,especially when we were having a math lesson which I did nt excel at :-)
The imagery you created here is stunning
Kudos to you sir, for me this is poetry at it s best pinned
Best wishes Debs x
Thanks Debs.
There's something deeply enchanting about our Celtic landscapes which draws the poet out even in the most unforgiving of weather. [I mean that literally AND figuratively!!}
J xx
Hi Jason....This is intelligently written...When it comes to Sonnets...no one does it better
Thank you so much, Rose.
I hope I never let you down in that regard!!
J xx