Requiem for a Fool

Requiem for a Fool

A Poem by Jeremy Baker

My bed is empty.

Empty like my heart,

like the pockets in my coat,

the ones with holes in them.

My house is empty, too.

There is no noise,

just the calcifying veins that

carry hollow ice cubes around

my empty body.

My head is empty.

I can not keep a thought there

before it flies away, unbidden,

stillborn before I see it,

buried in an unmarked grave.

My words are empty.

They have no meaning,

a politician’s words -

like the ‘sorry’ that follows a breakup,

they render me mute.

My life is empty.

Statistics on a resumé page,

lists of people known and places visited,

relationships broken and never healed.

I am empty.

And now I’d like to die.

© 2011 Jeremy Baker


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very nice and well written :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


Feelings expressed here in such a manner that I love. Done with intelligence :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


I love the pace and feel of this write. Imagery is dead on as well.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Empty like my heart,
like the pockets in my coat,

very strong opening to this poem- some great images, a sense of desolation, of life ebbing away. It is interesting to note what brings us out of depression like this because sometimes it can shape our life.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Quite possibly one of the best poems of our time, I can easily relate to this.

Posted 12 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Great word pace and word choice! It flows really well and I can feel the emotion in the writing. Awesome job!

Posted 12 Years Ago


A breakup, especially one that tears you into a million pieces is one of the most terrible things in the world to go through and recover from. But you have to keep clinging to hope...hope in life and love. Great write. Keep on penning and never give up!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Wow...powerful writing! I loved this because it takes the meaning of the word "empty" to a whole new level. Your word choice hits hard, is strong, and very clear...wonderful work!

-Brittany

Posted 12 Years Ago


Dying is easy... its the living that's hard. You have to work at what you want and not expect things given free on a plate. You don't always win... but if you don't try then you never will - win or touch ANY dream.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Wow, such deep emotion feel flooded me as I read this, the imagery came to life!

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Jeremy Baker
Jeremy Baker

Busselton, South West, Australia



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I'm a former English & Literature teacher who has always enjoyed the magic, power and simple romance of words well written. My favourite writers include Pablo Neruda, Liam O'Flaherty, Anthony Eaton.. more..

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