Rummaging around……

Delanie.jpg Delanie Jones

This morning I was in search of a valuable document and found this poem written by my granddaughter a couple of years ago.  She must have been about 12 when she wrote it. 

Incredibly profound for an adult, much less a child.  She is so brilliant, such a beauty.

Life and Soul

By Del Jones 

My life is an arch

With a pathway to my soul.

Each stone must be in place,

Or the arch will collapse.

I have began to chip at these bricks,

With every lie and fault.

The path is very fragile,

A path made out of glass.

Now I can see,

The damage my arch has sustained,

I try to fix the cuts,

Yet I seem to make it worse.

If a brick should fall,

It would begin to crack the path.

I hold the arch,

With all my will and strength.

Should the whole arch fall,

The path of glass shall be shattered.

Then my soul shall fall,

Into the pit of nothing that is my mind.



13 Responses to Rummaging around……

  1. bofh69 says:

    That is a very good poem. A bit depressing, but good. Our Del is a very talented young lady. 😀

  2. Hell Boy says:

    seems all the bastard clan’s talented! 🙂

  3. Sandra says:

    Can’t you just see her blogging soon?

  4. happychick says:

    🙂 She looks much older than I previuosly thought. And pretty, too! Tell Del to get a blog- with poems like this, she must be a champ! x

  5. gina says:

    I had forgotten about that poem. She is so deep – deep as the little crab that swims in the ocean. Thanks Mom for posting that!

  6. Mom says:

    You’re welcome baby!

  7. bofh69 says:

    Write something on your blog, biatch!

  8. gina says:

    BITE ME!

  9. Sandra says:

    I don’t think the Bastardette is quite ready for baby to blog yet! 😀

  10. Mom says:

    “BITE ME!”

    So typical of the Bastard Clan’s interactions. Lol Gina

  11. old thang says:

    all i can say is wow! write more petry

  12. the forester says:

    She’s using a well-drawn conceit — a metaphor that extends the whole length of the poem. I find the last line interesting — what does it mean for a soul to fall into the pit of a mind? Seems like a warning against over-intellectualism, mere thinking without feeling, without living — a reminder many of us need at times. Very nice — thank you for inviting me here.

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