A folded note

A folded note

A Poem by eglantine

The air is tinted with cricket

sonnets and leftover day-dust

and I am slightly tipsy, but

not too bad--my shoelaces

                   are still in bows.

 

We play the Vietnamese card

game, 13, under the moth-light

of dusk and my shorts are too loose

from replacing food with chamomile tea.

 

I’m a few shades from losing

my already lost sanity and I

don’t like this captain and coke

(I’m not a fan of pop so I really shouldn’t be surprised).

 

Tears are fickle things

and I want my lungs to eat

them so it rains inside

my voice.            And I want

 

to French kiss death!

 

I can’t remember who I

am or how to get to

where I left my name-tag.

 

My heart is a cake--please,

come feast upon it!

 

I’m sleepy but I suppose

napping would be rude

and the game’s not over yet.

 

© 2013 eglantine


Author's Note

eglantine
Try this exercise: Take an old journal entry or letter and create a poem from it using the words and phrases. I found this old note I had written last summer and tucked in the back pocket of my moleskin.

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I love the fact that the poem begins in a matter of fact' manner and gradually finds its way into the hidden recesses of the mind where thoughts often hide. The poem beautifully entwines reflections about the self with a sense of wounded pride. I loved the sense of disorientation in the poem. I think it makes it even more beautiful. A wonderful piece!

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

eglantine

10 Years Ago

Thank you very much Abhra :)



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Your poem has a cryptic, intangible quality. You will lose a few readers but that is ok. You create some interesting images. Moleskin journals are great. Thanks for including the exercise. Best of luck with your writing and keep up the good work.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

wonderful

Posted 11 Years Ago


This sounds fun... I'll try it as well... good read... :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


This was really pleasant to read, it read much like a hand written letter, I can see the night with the easy swaying thoughts. I think ill try this and RR it to you.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This kinda sounds like my brain, like the whale of it is quaint. I find that it's quite understandable though.

Posted 11 Years Ago


I feel like if you regulated the length of the segments and removed the parenthesis it would improve the flow by leaps and bounds. Another amazing piece. I do believe I happen to be falling in love with your writing.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i like the randomness of this. and the loose grasp on reality. it's like the thoughts and pictures that float by in that place between wake and sleep.

Posted 11 Years Ago


My heart is a cake--please,

come feast upon it!

Love it

Posted 11 Years Ago


I enjoyed this...thats all i really know to say about this.

Posted 11 Years Ago


That's a very interesting way of writing. Very nice job.

Posted 11 Years Ago



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I graduated with my B.A. in English (emphasis creative writing) My ultimate goal is to be the U.S. Poet Laureate and to be a college professor of poetry. I'm a wildflower with a poetic soul. I'm als.. more..

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