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Post by ScarletMornings on Sept 14, 2006 20:19:51 GMT -8
something rather different, hope you enjoy. I tell myself she was selfish and he loveed her too much to care about me but I wonder every day why i wonder about two cowards since they gave me away and i left
I was their precious little saving sacrificial grace
I have so much time to waste and too much time to do it in nothing better to do but brush my hair and dream
and wait for her to come and play at a mother’s loving
She shouts and echoes her presence up to me over a vertical brick path and I fancy a thousand little munchkins running it up to me
fanatical old witch would eat them I'm sure
A tiresome task to let the “ladder” down she’s so fat my head feels like its falling off I wish it would and take her with it
surely death holds more interest than a round stone room
Suddenly he comes to me in a wave of lover’s heat and somehow even though I sing like a dying cat he swears the voice of an angel floated him up to me
even though a headache tells me otherwise
I scream he screams and distantly she screams, damnit “Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!”
I already have and his fingers are buried in my tangles
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Post by Queen of Rain on Sept 14, 2006 22:54:03 GMT -8
This is brilliant.. the rhythm fits the diction so well and the structure is accesible to th reader. Also, you remain at a terrific poetic level..
I started analysing into this adn found all these alternative themes that it could mean to the reader.. to me this poem means a lolt and most likely not what you thought about when you wrote it. But its juts wow. I could be the "I" of the poem.. my ex boyfriend the He. The situation the time when we were ready to give everything to eachother though we knew we could actually make eachother happy. The She in this case would be his drughabits..
I know its not what its actually about... but you can get this to mean a lot of different thinggs to different readers adn that is brilliant
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Post by ScarletMornings on Sept 17, 2006 12:51:10 GMT -8
thank you so much! it was such a different idea from what i usually do, i was pretty nervous but i'm so glad you liked it and could relate to it!! thank you mucho!
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Post by Confusion on Oct 18, 2006 8:25:03 GMT -8
I LOVE THIS!!!! I'm suddenly really into fairytales so i really really love this! i think this is very different to your other poems, which is good cause it shows how strong you are at varying your writing! the only line i don't like is
freakin’ crazy old witch would eat them I'm sure
freakin' seems a bit coloquial.. i don't think it really fits with the way the rest of the poem is written.. Maybe maniacal would sound better than crazy.. what about 'maniacal age-old witch would devour them i'm sure'?? just a suggestion. anyway, great poem!!
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Post by cry,crayola. on Oct 20, 2006 6:28:49 GMT -8
i absolutly love the ending, rowe. i think, though, the very begining was a little off. like it kind of turned my mind away from what was to come. like, cliche-ish, but not so much.
either way, i liked it.
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Post by ScarletMornings on Oct 20, 2006 9:08:16 GMT -8
i agree that my beginning seems a little out of place, any suggestions?
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