A Monstrous Beauty

A Monstrous Beauty

This is the grey that starts                  it

     rainbow colors pushed aside

Fear, anger and fingers point the way 

I look into the wood and piney glades to

   find the furry p***y 

                          willow buds

I want to brush them up against this ...

my hidden monster's intent to 

    heal me

(who am i to fool?)

a great heart cracks ... it 

     bleeds evermore

I am undone.

There is no fragrance in p***y willows.

10/09/25

E.

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

P***y willows....I remember them in our New Jersey garden. There is a dichotomy here of the devil on one shoulder and the angel on the other. You paint a bleak picture of inner turmoil and anxiety. You can not fool yourself...at least not for long. E, this one is a powerful write....almost a war of good vs. evil. Very good....Lydi***

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you, Lydi! for your time and impressions of this one ... as always it means a lot to me. yes ... the dichotomy within us all ... the good/evil .. and search for answers ... it's most certainly introspective ... as am I ... as you very well know! thanks good friend and poet :)
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[MsJewel]

I love the metaphor you used in your emotionally charged words. I found the line "There is no fragrance in p***y willows" especially striking - poking holes in romantic notions with a resigned realism. Great writing and a pleasure to read. :) Julie

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you so much Ms. Jewel .. so happy to connect with you again ... and thank you for your kind, generous review... i have been away for lack of inspiration and have been, and am, busy moving ... thanks again and see you 'round ... right here at the Cafe` .. :)
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[Stella Armour]

Such anguish my friend, even the P***y Willow is not balm enough to chase away the monsters that lurk....

I had forgotten how much i loved the P***y Willow when i was a child, never seem to see it now ?

[Einstein Noodle]

i know!!! i grew up in Upstate NY and remember what a treat it was to come upon them ... come to think of it ... i haven't seen any for years as well .. thanks for taking time Ms. Stella ... luv on ya!
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[Tom]

To seek sanctuary, comfort only to find out there's none to had, so disappointing, the search goes on..

Wonderful metaphor!

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks Tom ... i always appreciate your impressions ... my good Padre told me there is Grace in the struggle ... yes .. happy to say the search goes on ... if we give up ... no good thing will come of it .. peace and joy my friend!
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[Zoe Richardson]

We used to have p***y willows growing in the ditch at the end of our yard. They are a curious plant and I have no idea why they no longer grow there. I sense in this poem that there is something dark longing to find something of beauty. I will remind you of the words of Keats. Beauty is truth and truth, beauty. This is all you need to know!

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you Zoe ... for taking time to read and review .. Keats, a romantic and passed at such an early age ... no accolades for him until much later ... yes ... there is beauty in truth without a doubt ... even if it is difficult to admit or even frightening ... once gazed upon ... it is wondrous in healing virtue ... joy and grace to ya Zoe!
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[Thomas W Case]

Brilliant work. Powerful imagery.

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you Thomas W. Case! for taking time and being so generous in your review ... i feel gratified and happy you found it so ... luv and peace on ya!
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[Neville]

Exquisite ink and so full of truth .. darn near purrfect .. Neville 😎⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐👍

[Einstein Noodle]

darn near perfect eh!? ... now i know your pulling me leg ol' friend!

[Neville]

No kidding .. that's not a question by the way .. that's me just reiterating wot I writ earlier .. 😎👍

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks Neville ... i know you are honest and true ... and thanks again my friend

[Soren]

Indeed there is not, I have sniffed them on several occasions and never detected a scent. The color grey starts this poem as it says pushing aside the rainbow colors. And what is the symbol of the rainbow but a biblical promise, unfulfilled in my mind. The p***y willow symbol of rebirth and protection soft but still grey that color neither black or white. And the question is what monster is it protecting you from? Well done my friend

[Einstein Noodle]

wow, Soren .. i feel naked and exposed reading your review ... i wish i were so smart to do those things on purpose ... you have touched me psyche i think ;)
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[Einstein Noodle]

ps. i guess the monster and it's function is up to you sir!

[Soren]

Sorry didn't mean to be invasive. A lovely write none the less

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you brother ... you've a keen mind and sensitive spirit says i!

[Soren]

Most welcome

[Pete]

wow. powerful. there is a strength in innocence and your well-chosen words demonstrate it. i can picture those freshly trimmed p***y willows sitting in a vase of water speaking an immutable truth.

[Einstein Noodle]

dang, Pete! thank you ... now I think I must go and find them and the vase ... and especially a sparkling water .. luv on ya .. thanks so much for visiting and reviewing
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[Pete]

... my pleasure ...

[Lara]

When the meek shall inherit the earth we'd atleast hope it's renewed, lest a monstrosity of home finds fit with us.
This is a haunting testament, E. The turmoil and conflicted ohms whir poignancy

[Einstein Noodle]

:) ............... what a beautiful array of thoughts in your reading and review .. not for everyone for sure ... "The turmoil and conflicted ohms whir poignance" ... I love that my friend! thanks for sharing and taking time
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