To This Cost

To This Cost

A Poem by Breezie Kae

Delving all the way to the bottom,
losing, being lost -
puzzles found, never solve them,
but at what cost?

Paint it rainbow, call it lively,
but death is only seen
from morning, day to nightly,
fathoming the obscene.

Silence is all that's heard,
trying to fake passion,
trying harder to fake words,
it's the latest fashion.

The dullness of these four walls scream
"meet me at a better place."
Moments in time touching so close to dreams,
but it's the hope that can't be faced.

Cover it with an ocean of blankets,
closing eyes to numb.
That's all it takes to never take it,
only playing dumb.

Delved all the way to the bottom,
losing, it was lost -
puzzles found, never solved them,
to this cost.

© 2010 Breezie Kae


Author's Note

Breezie Kae
Lack of identity in this poem is intentional.

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This is a good poem. Good job and thanks for sharing. :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


This, I think, may be my favorite of all of your poems that I've read, and not just because it's rhymed--you KNOW how I endorse that old value! But I also hear a strong echo of something I know too well, the depression, the hopelessness, the feeling that it no longer matters what you try, it is doomed to fail. Favorite lines: "...trying to fake passion, trying harder to fake words"--a slash at 'poets' who aren't poets at all, but merely diarists; "Cover it with an ocean of blankets, closing eyes to numb"--the desire, based in fear, to stay in the bed all day long, rather than confront the disaster waiting in the World, and, "Puzzles found (never solved them), to this cost." (You might add a couple of syllables to this last line, for meter's sake) Altogether, a most satisfying, troubling read!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Very good love the poem!

Posted 13 Years Ago


I like your use of rhyme in this poem, as an ardent reader of your work I know it's not your usual style, so this sounds out. There is ardent strength in your words here, even though I read a series of random emotions and feelings of despair. Seems life is a series of puzzles some we solve some we don't, and the best ones pass without us realising they've been! Nice work again :)

Posted 13 Years Ago



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