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Anchor, Fear / Severance Pain


aRound my ankle, round my heart,
That chain that grounds me, bears each bolt
of lightning, each spike on my chart
down to the unreactive veldt

This chain is fear, it's kept me here
Safe from monsters, close to sane,
eQuipped to grab the world and steer,
yet shut behind a curtained pane.

Past my peak, & past my cove
The shipping routes go far round here.
They don't come near this buoy's love.
They read my tone as a word: Beware.

Could I cast off, and yet be me
and sail across each of these routes
to where the world goes mad? and see
the distant lands of foreign tongues?
If I'm built to sail but no one told me?
If me's not really the best thing to be?

It's time to cut myself in half,
to cut the anchor, drop the fear
and make the voyage I hold so dear
in a heart forgetting how to laugh.
In a heart of unyielding iron pain.
In a heart that sees in iron a chain.

2007-12-04 11:00:37 · 3 answers · asked by ? 5 in Arts & Humanities Poetry

T.U. Anonymous. The liquor is good?

Tried to get into a bit of my old adolescent state for this one... I'm a liar - it's how I still feel now. Yes - I'm in arrested development. Cards are welcome. Just don't forget to say what you thought of the poem.

2007-12-04 11:21:14 · update #1

Fr. A.J. - not they physical area of the heart - the metaphorical center of being.

2007-12-04 12:07:26 · update #2

3 answers

I was wondering when you were going to post a poem. Could you please show all these people how to write? Oh, wait, you already did.

See, I don't hate EVERYBODY'S poetry. I only hate the ones who are totally unoriginal (especially the ones who, despite their lack of talent, actually THINK they are brilliant).

Good gob

2007-12-04 11:05:53 · answer #1 · answered by Chara Pointshot 4 · 0 0

Your rhyme scheme is interesting, and the discordant images seem to tell a story open to many interpretations at different levels. One electrode around the chest and one around the ankle, and high voltage coursing through would seem to spell but one thing, that the voyage ahead is the last. Somewhat depressive.

[Metaphorically are you trying for a jump start? The sailing images, chain and electric images are discordant, there's no clear picture of where you're headed. Do you cut yourself in half to break free? Is it a relationship gone cold, or old ideas and fear you seek to sever?]

2007-12-04 11:41:51 · answer #2 · answered by Fr. Al 6 · 0 0

I'm really too tired to give a complete critique, but I'd say it needs a lot of work.

2007-12-05 19:39:39 · answer #3 · answered by thom t 6 · 0 0

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