Deterioration

Deterioration

A Poem by Arra Frost
"

decadence, decay, decline, degeneracy, feeble aging

"

Withering away to nothing

Sagging skin with spots of old

Falling mind and collapsing height

Weakening body and vulnerable health

Hearing no longer fit for whispers

Blurring vision both far and near

Rasping voice croaking with sighs

Drying hands and cracked lips

Failing organs bring cramps and groans

Prescribing creams, pills, ointments, and specs

Degeneration

It happens.


© 2010 Arra Frost



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XD A very blunt ending. I like it quite a bit. It sounds so horrifying and terrible, right up until the very end when it's all 's**t happens'. >3 And it's true. It does. That's what 'Depends' are for, yeah?
Did you have a specific rhythm in mind when writing it, or is it freeform? I like it! It's dark and twisted. (: And what makes it more poignant is that it's true.
Well done, duckie! ^.^

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.



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I don't get it. You're describing the effects of aging, right? Well, why would you end it with "it happens"? That's pretty obvious. And shiny adjectives do not a poem make. If there's one thing that every famous poet says to burgeoning writers, it's that one should write something that has never been written. What is unique here? You're just describing random aspects of aging, then finishing it with a statement that basically says, "seriously guys, this totally happens." Come on, you can do better.

Posted 2 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

yes it does. well done

Posted 2 Years Ago


Dear Arra,

This I really like. So true. So inevitable and unescapable. So frightening.

You've described this so well here and so completely. Degeneration! It happens!

I'm giving this one of my rare 98 ratings. As I've said many times in my reviews--some must be getting tired of hearing me say this--no poem rates 100% because no poem is perfect. And I'm still waiting to read that one exceptional 99% poem, which I'm sure will cause instant blindness. But this poem has me squinting strongly from its brilliance.

Best regards,

Rick

Posted 2 Years Ago


As many have said, blunt and to the point.
last line .. it happens .. to me adds just a little humor.. but i may have
a strange sense of humor lol

Peace
Chloe

Posted 3 Years Ago


Very blunt. I like it.

Posted 3 Years Ago


Sadly does, poignant piece xx

Posted 3 Years Ago


I really liked this piece. The description of what happens to us all but everybody dreads happening to themselves and their loved ones was almost harrowing. A reminder of what is to become...

Posted 3 Years Ago


XD A very blunt ending. I like it quite a bit. It sounds so horrifying and terrible, right up until the very end when it's all 's**t happens'. >3 And it's true. It does. That's what 'Depends' are for, yeah?
Did you have a specific rhythm in mind when writing it, or is it freeform? I like it! It's dark and twisted. (: And what makes it more poignant is that it's true.
Well done, duckie! ^.^

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"collapsing height" What an interesting way to put it. I always get that shrunken image when I think of aging, and I like how it's shown here. Great imagery. I love all of it except for the last line. It just doesn't seem to fit, but that's probably just me. Otherwise, it's really a good depiction. :)

Posted 3 Years Ago


This is a very descriptive way to describe the aging process but there are some wonderful things about it as well. I can picture an old woman listening others talking around her but when the whispers start she folds her hand in her lap giving up on trying. Great write and an honest one too.

Posted 3 Years Ago



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Arra Frost
Arra Frost

NS/NB, Canada



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