Caged

"I know not how much longer I can last. A suicide or a murder?" -Alpa Lyric Dance, a Calling

 

Caged

by alice oiseau

Caged I stand behind corroding bars

Where the last flame flickers subtly under a crow's wing

And sand grains trickle by.

I cannot merely fly away

For I am smitten with my dystopia----

                where love is pricked and transformed to craving addiction;

       infatuation.

               *

Acidic is the water I drink

Poisoning my psyche and

impetus; a gift borne from the womb of Calliope

and nurtured from the bosom of earth

               *

O!

                   What foul and cruel yearn!

                   to stay caged behind corroding bars

                   yet knowing the chains cut deep and asphyxiate...

               *

It is not you; it is them.

They are the crow's wing, the corroding,

           the water marked with currents of toxin and apathy.

               *

I swore to fight fire with fire

An oath (slowly withering and archaic) rests in my troubled thoughts

   and incessantly haunts

              ...in the reflection-less mirror

               *

Spring will come and end

The wind will summon me forth and I will set sail for paradise,

for something more; something of what this cage, formerly a home,

            had been.

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

This is my most recently written poem. The others were ones I had written a while back. So here is a feel for my current writing.
This poem was specifcally written for the other writing community I belong to. Figuring it was a decent piece, I thought I'd share it here.
Thoughts and opinions are always appreciated.

Reviews

[Michael X]

incredible flow and depth, its sweeping and you have the abilitiy to take your writing to the height
of expression, this line "Where the last flame flickers subtly under a crow's wing" is magical and transporting as well as the whole entire poem. the idea is abstract and presents itself passionate vivid detail.

[Honeypot]

Ah, beautiful job Alice. Its got a dark, almost bitter feel to it. I think its an emotional cage your speaking of. A state of being that used to be comfortable, but now its time to break loose from. That's what it means to me at least. I really enjoyed it.

[Master Morality]

I like it. Most specifically I like the movement in it, from one place to another so to speak.
Good write.

[Song of Mercy]

I definately do not have your skill of poetry and must say I admire your mastery of the art form. Great Write, Barb

[54321]

you certainly have a way with words. i love the energy in this poem!

[John A Common]

Its much more then decent,I think it is very good. Wish I could write like that,great job and thank you very much for sharing.

[Slender Smile/Husna Tay..]

Ah..... the feeling of freedom after a caged existence....
Freedom from hatred, malice and lies...
poisonous and nauseating....
I think I understand how it feels....
Very beautifully written....:)

[Markymark]

Alice, You are Calliope. You with tablet in hand. This one is an easier read than others. I do like it very much.

Thank You for sharing--

MM