Adults never grow

The cut burn chase arrives

And leather fabric hurts

Reddening now raw

With you upon the floor

A subtle wipe to hide

The islands in your eye

It starts within your chest

As children never blessed

You're bending like before

And stretching for the door

But adults never grow

With no new height to show

Reviews

[Ama May Cooper]

Hmmm.. a poem that i feel has more to it than meets the eye, it seems to draw to my attention the almost backward movement that those older than us engage in , and that perhaps we do indeed become more open to the world in age.
A very interesting read.

[AmandaN]

Hi Mark, I liked this or sure but being stoopider than the average poet can you elaborate a little more just for me?

[Misillusions]

"It starts within your chest
as children never blessed"
Love that line! ...and yes, there is a sinister feel of mystery here that's haunting.

Thanks for your potent entry!!!

[That_Girl]

Lots of little hidden messages within the lines, in my opinion. Up to interpretation... nice!

[Allie]

This is one of those things were it will mean something very different to different people. My mind jumps to dirty thoughts but I will spare you.

[Aianarie (INACTIVE)]

A mystery in poetic form. I have many ideas as to what this could be about. Thought-provoking and nicely written. Good job.

[afra]

very deep and beautiful ...well done

[Leslie Philibert]

I like the way you write without punctuation, and so make this very enigmatic.
You resist the temptation to put commas in the first line... Cut, burn, chase arrives and so make the syntax more transparent. The rhyme scheme is not consistant, the first verse is not AABB like the second or third verse, but I wouldn`t worry about that, I think the poem works as it is, good work.

[Lily Mae]

This makes me feel so many things.. Like you do grow..but then hmm do we really.. Sometimes it feels as if we are just walking the walk.. Seize the moment Seize the day more maybe..x Excellent thought provoker..x