Hand me the Shovel

Hand me the Shovel

A Poem by NebraskaHope
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when you're ready hand me A shovel,
I wanna dig continuously till I cant no more,
I wanna fall into your infatuation & never climb out,
I don't care about the dirt or who's says you're tryna bury me.
I wanna be below your atmosphere, deep into the clay of earth,
when I look up all I see is cloud 9 & im so far down, 
I cant escape that,

when you're ready just hand me the shovel,
because when you love me, ill be ready to fall
And this time ill dig so far, ill be unable to climb
don't hand me a rope, ill only let go so I can fall further,
i'll be so naive, never to hear A sound from anyone,
just like a wishing well. you can never hear the coin drop,

just hand me the shovel, only if you're ready,
ill dig like im hired for construction,
wont even need to untie my shoes cause I don't wanna hit concrete
I wanna fall below gravity, I wanna fall for you and never stop
so wheres the shovel ... 

© 2013 NebraskaHope


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Ice
Love the metaphors you used...love poetry like this because I can take time and analyze what you're trying to say and make a conclusion, and reading this makes me say that you're like willing to wait for love? (That's what I'm guessing correct me if I am wrong) and you're be ready when that person is ready also to love, to fall in love. Keep it up the good work

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Ice
Love the metaphors you used...love poetry like this because I can take time and analyze what you're trying to say and make a conclusion, and reading this makes me say that you're like willing to wait for love? (That's what I'm guessing correct me if I am wrong) and you're be ready when that person is ready also to love, to fall in love. Keep it up the good work

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Metaphorically this was awesome. It also had a great rhythm throughout the entire poem. The meaning was poignant and relatable. I greatly enjoyed it. Sorry to review so late I was away for a bit due to family and job issues. Great Poem!

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Yes, Yes this is it. A Hand me a shovel will be stuck in my head all day. Epic

Posted 10 Years Ago


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Loving the metaphor of this piece, I know the feeling of wanting to be that deep. Great work, bro.

Posted 10 Years Ago


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I am always on the hunt for good writing which is relate able, not too flowery but can still be an emotionally moving as a Shakespeare sonnet. You, my friend, nailed it! These words could easily be the lyrics to a hit song or written on a V-Day card yet this poem has longevity and depth which to me, makes it so much more than either of those things. Great work and I look forward to reading more of your stuff.

Posted 10 Years Ago


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The first line, and the title, made me expect something rather absurd, but clever in its own way. And I did get what I expected. I don't mean absurd in any offensive way to your oeuvre. It's a rather absurd idea, digging a hole for yourself, but in this case not to fall down into and rot, but to fall for someone. It's kinda showing that person how far you're willing to 'fall' for them. A great visual illustration of what you're trying to say. Wonderfully put into words and with a really good structure, introducing each line perfectly. Well done, NebraskaHope.

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