White on Blue on Metal

And once again, welcome to Neopoet. The journey begins! This poem feels like surrealism blended with reality. And what a nice blend it is! I loved these lines:

My life topography is like a confusing
meandering minefield
can it be mapped out
by meddling
sign writers?

I sigh like a white
ribbon on a melody
path that turns
my metal
to blue
then again
white

always, Cat

to be militaristic, a minefield doesn't meander, the pattern of the mines placed in the 'field' yes but I think you mean you are meandering as if in a minefield.

I liked the extended metaphor, not much else to say i like the ribbon image and how sanquine is echoed in sign writers, didn't like 'free spirit' too vague in meaning.
maybe the white on blue is used once too often.
enjoyed reading this
best wishes
ross

so missed blue/white reversal,
your poem brought to mind Joni Mitchell's song line
'prisoner of the white line on the highway'

Poetry is a great way to transform sadness into something positive, just sharing your feelings helps others who read your work.

misquoting Joni, should be 'freeway' not 'highway'

like as in degussing

been up late
will come back here again
must go off dream now

dogs will wake me in darkness
for walk come morning
We walk on the old road section
trees grown up from its bank now

its very fascinating

Thank You Betty!

This is a windeerful example of the mixture of tonalities in a write [anguine skill] that wrks perfectly .The mre"erudite" vocabulary [now, calm down] gives your poem the linguistic dialectic that makes it dynamic and interestng. Nothing rings false;it is so well put tgether.
In a poem we dscussed recently. "facile" was too "Latinate" and did not add to the emtional content.

joe
forgibve typos. Times i have t rouble with coordination. Takes foreveeer to get thru a sentence