An Everlasting Weed

An Everlasting Weed

A Poem by Jesse Lancaster
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A poem about split personalities & burying your dead: be it a lost friend or memories of the past.

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Black days yield hail to black eyes,
drenched in the woman's summer skin,
we put her on a pedestal to share
what our creation came to be, only
for the masses to watch as hopes
and the visceral ground underneath 
give way to the weight of her 
greed--exposes her for the same
fiend with which she lays.
Washed up, sees her guilt
become a seed, an everlasting weed
for you to chop shears at when we're 
near and she struggles as it continues to sprout.


We don't intend to flatter her,
this hole is for a lost friend,
for the hassle of burying such things is not worth the cost--
where vacant spaces for her box lie near towering trees,
cut through miles of roots only to throw dirt on that
which has already been buried--
only for rainy days to seep through and
produce a foul stench,
memories of childish faces on a bench,
pictures, and videos with the intention to document--
but the crowds won't weep at your descent.

© 2013 Jesse Lancaster


Author's Note

Jesse Lancaster
My turtle died.

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Absolutely sad and a bit morbid too. Burying the past? Burying the dead? Quite a bit creepy there. Although, I didn't mind it one bit. I LOVE creepy stuff, and this made me shiver in my skin. I'm sure that probably wasn't the main intent, but that's the affect it had on me. I think it's a little confusing around the beginning about talking about burying the dead and the past. You should word it more clearer. I wouldn't have known what you were talking about without the author's note or your description right under the title.

Reading it the second time around, it's much easier to understand. I think it just needs to be absorbed into the psyche a bit. I really like how you ended it with that one phrase at the conclusion.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

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Absolutely sad and a bit morbid too. Burying the past? Burying the dead? Quite a bit creepy there. Although, I didn't mind it one bit. I LOVE creepy stuff, and this made me shiver in my skin. I'm sure that probably wasn't the main intent, but that's the affect it had on me. I think it's a little confusing around the beginning about talking about burying the dead and the past. You should word it more clearer. I wouldn't have known what you were talking about without the author's note or your description right under the title.

Reading it the second time around, it's much easier to understand. I think it just needs to be absorbed into the psyche a bit. I really like how you ended it with that one phrase at the conclusion.

This review was written for a previous version of this writing

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Jesse Lancaster
Jesse Lancaster

Manchester, CT



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I'm Jesse Lancaster. No I'm not. I am: 19 And now: @ Uni for my sophomore year. My writing draws heavy influences from the music I listen to, other writers (such as Chuck Palahniuk, John Green a.. more..

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