Thanks A.M.

Thanks A.M.

A Poem by Melobldnfr
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Poem

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07/09/11

 

I lick my lips.

They sting my tongue and taste, oddly, an awful lot like

The bitter red mortar packed in the cracks of pecans.

Maybe it's the electrons of the air of the state I'm in:

Repeat-u-al Perpetuality.

Perplexing.

Here The Pook portrays Bodach

And speaks ever so loudly

My brain aches and screams,

"Why are you so petrified of silence?"

(Thanks A.M.)

"Listen!" I beseech, yet

The lapping gets louder, louder,

'Til I think my soul may shatter,

And a part of me shrinks and splatters

Like foam in the sea.

And I struggle against thinking

There will be no ladder out of this

State I'm in -

Swimming against an awesome relentlessness

That cannot see, will not see, cannot see.

 

 

 

 

© 2011 Melobldnfr


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There's a diff perspective -- lips stinging the tongue. Got me thinking. Not sure if I like the experimental aspect in this particular poem ("repeat-u-al perpetuality). It confused me. I like the merry-go-round sense or aura it produced within me, which was cemented in the last line, the continuence of thought leading back and before.

Posted 9 Years Ago


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There's a diff perspective -- lips stinging the tongue. Got me thinking. Not sure if I like the experimental aspect in this particular poem ("repeat-u-al perpetuality). It confused me. I like the merry-go-round sense or aura it produced within me, which was cemented in the last line, the continuence of thought leading back and before.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

That was interesting in a good way. Very unique

Posted 10 Years Ago


Oh, this is rather good! I like the wordplay of Repeat-u-al Perpetuality. "The lapping gets louder, louder,/ 'Til I think my soul may shatter" is a perfect description - I know this feeling so well - and "A part of me shrinks and splatters/ Like foam in the sea" is heartwrenchingly lovely.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Why are you so petrified of silence? Oh what a question is presented here...Silence which is nothing but empty air brings peace, fear, intimidation, joy, solace. I could go on all day.........I enjoyed this piece.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I could get all psychopoetical - and I will

the symbolism , the self in pre-emergence , fear of change even in its loathing .

the answer is in the silence , and that feeling of the soul shattering is only the fragile shell containing it .

and as for relentless - I call it the flow

I like this poetic soul share .

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Wichita, KS



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