Doubt

As he pondered,

& as he ruminated,

doubt came.

He saw Rumi

gazing at the pond.

Oh, what a mysticism

demystified by a cloud

of bats!

& bits of doubt

totally permeated

his mind:

Reality is only a

construct;

{a tract}

I must pierce my tongue

and see the difference, he

said to Rumi,

while he still

ruminated.

Originally published in International Poetry Review: VOL. XLII SPRING/FALL 2016 (double issue).[Print]

Author: Jamie Dedes

I curate The Poet by Day, and am a freelance writer, poet, content editor, and blogger. The Poet by Day [jamiededes.com] is an info hub for writers meant to encourage good but lesser-known poets, women and minority poets, outsider artists, and artists just finding their voices in maturity. The Poet by Day is dedicated to supporting freedom of artistic expression and human rights. Email thepoetbyday@gmail.com for permissions, commissions, or assignments. I am also the founding editor of "The BeZine" and manage all associated actives there. Email: bardogroup@gmail.com View All Posts

Thank you for sharing the beauty and inspiration:

Like this:

Related

Author: Jamie Dedes

Kindly phrased comments welcome here. Cancel reply