Taboo

                                      Taboo

 

 

 

Family Influence

of

primal fundamentals.

 

Observations.

 

Opinions.

 

Preconceptions.

 

Taught to me before recollection.

Now,

forever my secret voice;

My

silent film.

My

invisible ink.

 

 If I choose it

it

consumes me.

 

If I live it

it

reveals me.

 

If I entomb it

it

will kill me.

 

I am not a deceiver.

Justifiably

I charted a life of normal need.

Of love.

Of acceptance.

Of family.

I chose to devote.

To shape a purpose.

To burn the book of impossibilities.

 

 

And now I am a tuft of that family.

Caught in a dense maze of towering shrubbery.

I hear their voices on the other side,

Planning.

Reminiscing.

Uninviting.

Thought I…

Denouncer of the manly way!

Rather not! In its place I evolved

to spite this section of

time.

I... all of me--- a modern-day societal thug;

expected to

reproduce,

to compete,

to climb,

to profit,

to laugh,

to cry,

to fall.

 

I… the unsocial unit of this pride.

I press their rainbow flag above an uncertain stature.

Now, a daily reenactment of a life lived unbeknownst

to I… to them…

The accepted.

The expected.

The extracted.

I still find myself as voiceless as I am deserving.

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

A little bit about me

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

you are far from "Voiceless"--
a poignant poem, my friend.
reminds me of much of my years, trying to be what i was supposed to, or at least faking it. But really being me all along, and now i can express that with freedom.

I related...
j.

[John Ciarmello]

Thank you Jacob! It was easier to read then to write. We all evolve my friend. Some embrace it others sadly do not. Pleasure sir Jacob.

[Kelly Scheppers]

Your closing line walloped quite an impact, John. To find oneself "as voiceless as deserving". Great depth and perception throughout this enigmatic read!

[John Ciarmello]

Thank you so much for your review Kelly.This one is the truest to my life Best to you Kelly

[Marcus Portella]

I need to read and re-read this poem to fully understand its message. But what I can say now is that I learned from it. It felt rather personal, but not only inwards as much as outwards. And the wordplay. It amused me. One of the few pieces so far around here that I did not read a few lines of and skip. Good job.

[John Ciarmello]

Thank you Marcus for the review.. I did get a bunch off my chest with this one. I will be over to visit your. Work as well. Thanks Marcus.

[Karen Redburn]

Oh my gosh, I hesitate to challenge this one. I am not a poet just a wannabe who is dabbling. Let me see I found myself nodding along with some of the first stanza's, lines or whatever they call them. To be oneself is impossible when we are up against the past, and a new present that is being dictated by all sides. This is a master piece of complex truths that I will study further!

[John Ciarmello]

Thank You so much for the review Karen. I can certainly add by saying your writing towers way above your description of dabbling! Best Wishes! I will keep my eyes on your work as well.

[Karen Redburn]

I'm back to read again. Goodness you have reflected a brave soul here. One that not only found a voice, but had the guts to use it. I am truly in love with this poem, it says to much to speak of, as that would ruin the cadence of the words. This is the story of a beautiful rebel, who knows how to take what is meted out and survive, actually thrive while questioning all that is along a winding path! Hope this made sense because this poem blew me away.

[John Ciarmello]

It made perfect sense Karen thank you. I miss the life I had, but have grown with baby steps into the life I have. Thank you for the elegantly worded paragraph.

[Coyote Poetry]

A amazing poem. You told a story and create thoughts and understanding.
"An now I am a tuft of that family.
Caught in a dense maze of towering shrubbery.
I hear their voices on the other side,
Planning.
Reminiscing"
The above lines I lived and I believe are true. Old voices, old words and old thoughts. Make us or break us. Thank you John for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[John Ciarmello]

Thank you for the review my good friend. Its always good for me to read your reviews!

[Coyote Poetry]

I enjoyed your work and you are welcome my friend.