I always seek shadows of June but
get lost in December searching for sunshine.
I never stay up until midnight but
read wolf hour poems at dusk.
If you ask me of childhood, I’ll tell you
of fearing for dying in sickness.
I dream of the rivers and forests but
search for myself in the crowds.
I want to be strong, to be feline, but
behave in the manner of dog seeking my pack.
I can laugh in the face of my sorrow, but
worry when everything’s fine.
I’m human as you but
sometimes I wish to be beast.
Black Beast by Maria Primachenko
Writing a poem of self but not get stuck on cliches is what Amaya wants us to do at dVerse. I’m joining very late but couldn’t miss a prompt like this.
—-
June 6, 2018
Björn Rudbergs writings 
not a cliché in sight with this repartee of contradictions – interesting character you are!
I can relate to these lines: “I can laugh in the face of my sorrow, but
worry when everything’s fine.”
“I want to be strong, to be feline, but
behave in the manner of dog seeking my pack.” Everything about this poem is sublime! “I am as human as you, but sometimes wish to be beast.” I adore this poem. The realness and playfulness speaks to me.
Very true, the fears residing in our mind at different stages of our lives keep haunting us. A very nice take on the prompt!
Your yin and your yang are both activated in your constitution and I believe it takes a watery strength to be able to acknowledge contradictions and let them complement one another in your favor. I smiled at the “wolf hour poetry at dusk.” Thank you, Björn.
‘I dream of the rivers and forests but
search for myself in the crowds’
hauntingly beautiful !
I love the opening lines, Bjorn, I feel the same! (Although the verb in the second line should be ‘get’ and not ‘gets’ 🙂 ) In fact, the second couplet resonates with me too. And not a cliche to be seen!
Yes, of course, Björn oftimes we do feel our lives to be a set of contradictions.
Thanks for dropping by to read mine
Much♥️love
I’m wondering now about your childhood and hope it wasn’t as sad as it sounds.
laughing and worrying – sounds like me! This is a wonderful glimpse.
What a wonderful expression: “I dream of the rivers and forests/ but
search for myself in the crowds” Superb write!!