Soul's Maelstrom

Soul's Maelstrom

A Poem by Poe Redd

a quick write. cause i like... mealstroms.


Who stirred the mirror from underneath?

alien, silent, touched to move me

then tripling, unity, growing;

observing this, I leaned forward

over the whirlpool, heart flying over,

misty eyes digging into its mouth

-yes, I craved to be tasted here.

But I would not move further,

dipped, shreaked, evaded and watched;

with every wave desired

to be taken, picturing

teeth in its swilrling centre, sucking

the world into its foamy mask.

And when it howled, alive, my soul

thinned and drifted closer.

No matter, my body would stay.

My spirit descending, I watched

Aegir take it, greedy, avaricious

and could not look away, dared not

watch it fall home in that howling hole.


Meanwhile, exploring the tunnel

of terror, my soul finds its reflection.

It greeted the end, knocking

on the trap door, total darkness

-the bottom of myself and earth-

just so quiet, tense,

in the midst of great mist

recovers its mood and enters without answer

from inside.

I cannot feel it leave me,

since sin is this: in the unknown can love

be measured as we refuse its glory.

My soul now knows the unknown

but I know not my soul.


So it sinks further.

© 2012 Poe Redd

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I had to read the poem a few times. So many statements stood out in this poem. I like poetry you need to breakdown. The many thoughts open the door to question and mystery. No weakness in the outstanding poetry.

Posted 8 Years Ago

Truly evocative, felt this one...

Posted 8 Years Ago

Beutiful, and heartbreaking, So sad. but the use of words are unique, and wonderful:)

Posted 8 Years Ago

You having one of those days too, friend? Wow, excellent work! I like maelstroms too :) Seriously in love with this!

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Added on May 10, 2012
Last Updated on May 10, 2012
Tags: maelstrom, whirlpool, awesome, soul, death, bad stuff, good stuff, Poe, storm, stuff


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