To apprehend:
To seize with the mind.
An apprentice?
One who does that.
I am mud wrestling with this metaphor.
It has me in what I hope is an illegal hold
And I hope that someone in authority is watching
And will blow the whistle
That I might remove my face from the mud
Draw back the filth from my eyes
Shake off this thing
I am trying to imagine my mind seizing
Laying claim to
Calling its own
Anything at all.
Blow the whistle on me:
I am going too far with this.
To apprehend
Means to understand.
Forget the strange and violent history of the word
As you perceive it.
It is a simple thing: understanding.
Apprentice: one who will understand.
Back to that game in the mud, though:
What you don't apprehend
Holds you
And will
Until you do.
You will apprehend.
You will plunder your life for the truth.
Call it air.
You will come up to find it.
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Tweeeet tweet. Too much mud slinging here. How's that?
ReplyDeleteHummmmmmmmmmmmmmm....very interesting.
ReplyDeleteSounds a bit muddy in there.
ReplyDeleteWant a helping hand out?
Very neat.
Forget the strange and violent history of the word
ReplyDeleteAs you perceive it.>>>it hits!
Definitely puts a new slant ont he word for me. . .
ReplyDeletewow, multiple layers of meaning in that poem. good work.
ReplyDeleteWhat an interesting (and perceptive) metaphor for not apprehending things.
ReplyDeletespiritual thoughts....I like this!
ReplyDeleteVery contemplative words. It comes across as if you are struggling with a dilemma somehow...
ReplyDeleteWhatever it is, I hope your Sunday is lovely;)
xoxo
A great metaphor.
ReplyDeleteProfound!
ReplyDeleteYou will come up to find it.
ReplyDeleteYes.
So well put in words!
Great job--you truly are a master at poetry!
ReplyDeleteTeresa
You will plunder your life for the truth.
ReplyDeleteI love that line especially! What a wonderful poem.
understanding is important.
ReplyDeleteawesome entry.
Provocative piece, to be sure. I'll re-read this one more time or three and come away with yet another level. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteWhat a joy to read. Love the opening two lines. A deep bow for this entry of yours. Please have a good new week.
ReplyDeletedaily athens
Excellent! I loved wrestling with this poem.
ReplyDeletewonderfully witty dear lady.
ReplyDeleteGreat concept, and so well written.
ReplyDeleteHmmm....so deep and for who is meant to...:-)
ReplyDeletePeace Sandy... :-)
very deep to Comprehend..or apprehend..oh, I am feeling like an apprentice on this page.. learning from a craftsman.. Thanks Sandy..
ReplyDeleteWow- you gave me a lot to think about- nice job Sandy! Happy Thanksgiving and enjoy your break~~
ReplyDeletedrowning in mud, touch the golden ring in a wrestling match... yeah, i like it... the search is on!!!!
ReplyDeleteI love to trace the derivation of words. With a gap of 500 years and Old French to American, meanings are sometimes hard to reconcile. I love where it took you.
ReplyDelete“You will plunder your life for the truth.” is a revelation! Hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving.
Thanks for being here.