A Poem by Nevena

I am carved stone unfinished masterpiece of an amateur craftsman.


Your hammer strikes the nail

Yet it only breaks my scalp

had it been anyone else surely you

would have cracked the skull already.


The joke's on you

I am

carved stone, unfinished masterpiece

of an amateur craftsman.


The second time you've broken a vein

the quietest volcano eruption

hardly there, still my hair grows damp


You strike the third time

still there is no gold.

My creators


you should know - I'm a stone cutter's dream

Misshaped and deformed, but solid: pale grey

with so much absence to chisel away.


My dears, my loves,

are you proud?

See what I've become?


To whomever said

"Give her a concave skull!"

Bravo, truly well done.


Masters of art

You've carved a birdbath atop my head

With the weight of your expectations.


© 2012 Nevena

Author's Note

My poems aren't personal, I swear I'm not a depressed teen. Possibly about a statue, who knows what's going on inside my mind.
I'm interested to hear your opinion.

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Added on September 9, 2012
Last Updated on September 9, 2012
Tags: poem, I don't even know, stream of consciousness




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