Salt

Salt

A Poem by Meghan

Black heat, inside the chest, clings to the night
Repelling and burning light, a ghost taking over
Can't be fixed by a smile or goodness in part
They had a fast head start, and the worst demons can't be replaced by sweet angels with
Balanced hearts

Cast them out with salt water, cast them out with salt water
Dampen your green eyes with tears, and put your feet by the ocean side
Let your sweat bead on a wooden pier, and let it calm you 
Soothe slow, let it calm you
Soothe slow
You'll find it was just a dream

Well, my heart beats fast, it beats
They torch my tongue and rip my seams
Have simple words to speak with
And a mind too full and fast for me
I think what I feel is a curse, but I know what I feel is warped
I think what I feel is a curse, and that is what scares me the most
Yes, that is what I hate the most

Cast them out with salt water, cast them out with salt water
Dampen your green eyes with tears, and put your feet by the ocean side
Let your sweat bead on a wooden pier, and let it calm you 
Soothe slow, let it calm you
Soothe slow

You know, I'll never be rid of them
They may hide, as you've seen
Forever stuck with angels fallen
Filling holes that were left in me
I'll never be rid of them
They may hide, as you've seen
Forever stuck with angels fallen
Filling holes that were left in me, left in me

Please Dear, cast them out with salt water, cast them out with salt water
Dampen your green eyes with tears, and put your feet by the ocean side
Let your sweat bead on a wooden pier, and let it calm you 
Soothe slow, let it calm you
Soothe slow. You'll find it was just a dream



© 2012 Meghan


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Write more about the slowness ... do about another five verses and then ... and then add a 6th being a combination of the first two ... make it eight verses ... WORK hard ... put more into it ... We came from the salty seas, there is water and salt in us. We taste of salt. Salt is in the essence of life. Make the new five verses overwhelmingly life affirmative. Make it a strong poem. Put the moon and the tides of life into it. WORK HARD at it. Do more. I want more. It cries out for more. That last word ... slow ... is the start of the poem after the casting out. Get some sea salt. Sprinkle some on the table. Look at it. Study it. Taste it. Think about life. Think about the tast of life. Write the new verses with the taste of salt on your tongue. Do it.




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Very well written!

Posted 11 Years Ago



Well, my heart beats fast, it beats
They torch my tongue and rip my seams
Have simple words to speak with
And a mind too full and fast for me...

this stanza is good i'd say...lovely write indeed.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Very well written!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Beautiful ... don't change a thing!

Posted 11 Years Ago


This was an Amazing flow of ink! It wove with power and vision onto the page, carrying your words and their essence like the ocean tides. Great Work!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Wow. It's amazing to see a poem with such atmosphere, once in a while. This deffinitely refreshed me and sent me somewhere else. There is a lot of emphasis on the layout of the poem, leaving it slightly cryptic.

Not a bad thing - just fills it with whimsey :P

Posted 11 Years Ago


loved the the lay out the poem.....very good write.

Posted 12 Years Ago


I loved it!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Write more about the slowness ... do about another five verses and then ... and then add a 6th being a combination of the first two ... make it eight verses ... WORK hard ... put more into it ... We came from the salty seas, there is water and salt in us. We taste of salt. Salt is in the essence of life. Make the new five verses overwhelmingly life affirmative. Make it a strong poem. Put the moon and the tides of life into it. WORK HARD at it. Do more. I want more. It cries out for more. That last word ... slow ... is the start of the poem after the casting out. Get some sea salt. Sprinkle some on the table. Look at it. Study it. Taste it. Think about life. Think about the tast of life. Write the new verses with the taste of salt on your tongue. Do it.




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Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

agree with the lyrical feel. theres an eerie kind of echo/resonating effect in the wording.

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Meghan
Meghan

Raleigh, NC



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