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Toward Harmonia

Toward Harmonia
[Or, The Lost Soul of Eris]

Done. I was finished, this chaos too great a weight to bear,
And then the lilt of her voice brought me back, back,
To the surface, to where her pumpernickel skin shined in the
Daylight, ethereal and everywhere, everywhere solace.

The Solstice to my Equinox, I bent low,
“Lend me the power of good, the good you know.”
And at my request, she did not reply,
but that enchantress turned my eyes to look inside.

On the backs of my lids, a movie played out, and out I cried.
My whole life, alive vicariously on the screen,
I was the anathema of my own dream. An interloper here,
I did not want to be there. I did not want to be anywhere, anywhere.

I denounce Eris, and all the paratheo-anametamystikhood,
And fall to the feet of Purpose, a harmony, an order to my days.
Henceforth, I’ll spelunk the caves put there before me, and wonder
Why they were made. Made to live, made to die,

Entropy is in the eye. Behold, behold, I grow old
With her light beside me, these caves in dampness dry.
And when I cast off this shambolic coil, and unravel from my toil,
I will have fulfilled this quintessential quest. Please then, put me

to rest.

--

This Week's Mad Words List:

Lilt
Quintessential
Solace
Equinox
Movie
Ethereal
Pumpernickel
Spelunk
Interloper
Enchantress
Paratheo-Anametamystikhood
Anathema
Vicarious
Done
Shambolic
Entropy

--

This poem emphasizes the human perspective of life being a balance between order and chaos. The speaker has lived a life deeply in chaos up until this point, and ultimately decides to denounce that life for one of purpose and meaning (and with that, morality), recognizing that in the end, he or she will have to return to chaos. Nevertheless, the speaker believes their quest will be a noble effort. It's about the human pursuit of reason and wondering why we are here, of not just being, but seeing more in the mess.

I learned while writing this poem that some words in a random collection guide the message more than others. "Paratheo-Anametamystikhood" is highly specific. But I could have gone the other way, Toward Eris, too.

Thanks to everyone who submitted words and for helping to start off this blog!

Happy National Poetry Month and #MadPoetryTuesday! ^_^

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