So Much Anger

So Much Anger

A Poem by jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

i don't know

when i stopped being

the me i know best

but i did

 

sometimes i feel her

railing against her fetters...

and i want to run

                                     to the moon

        howl

                          like the wind

                            shred this

not me

skin

returning to my wild state

and LIVE

© 2009 jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)


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I love this piece. It was very emotional, as if you were allowing us espy the anguish within your soul. I can relate to this poem (probably all) for the reason that, I too, sometimes feel as if I need to find myself. As if I have lost myself and feeling entrapped in a body that I am unaware of. This was an excellent read. Keep exercising your gift.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Yep.... wayup..where'd I go ? .... its a remarkable edge you have in writing .

Posted 14 Years Ago


I found the structure very fitting to the meaning of the poem. It adds to the reckless struggling feeling of trying to tear off a mask. The mask of what we have become in this world when it is not who we want to be or who we are inside. Unique.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I sometimes feel like this as a parent ... the adults powers wane as the offspring's gather force ... maybe their is a vigour graph where the two life lines cross and the offspring finally becomes stronger than its parent ... of course it is life ... but the feeling of not quite being oneself somehow is strong ... maybe something changed around about the age of 27 ... but there is no going back to our old selves. maybe we die several times in our lives. or a little bit of us dies each year. I sometimes feel a strange resentment about all this. but what can we do? maybe we just have to enjoy being where we are in the scheme of things at whatever point in life we are. hmmm, that feels a little like the acceptance of deteat. excuse me while I ... HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWLLLLL!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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I love the feeling you accomplish by staggering your lines, -they mimic the frantic pace of the speaker's desire. I think everybody feels like this from time to time, and you've done an excellent job translating the frustration into word. The human condition is a universal language that you're clearly familiar with. Nice job!

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

ooooo, yeh, this was powerful. It really spoke to me. Perhaps, because I believe I've been there. I really enjoying reading someone who is able to convincingly put so much emotion into their work. Fantastic job, well done!

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I love this piece. It was very emotional, as if you were allowing us espy the anguish within your soul. I can relate to this poem (probably all) for the reason that, I too, sometimes feel as if I need to find myself. As if I have lost myself and feeling entrapped in a body that I am unaware of. This was an excellent read. Keep exercising your gift.

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

very nice I really like this piece alot.... the emotion in this piece was amazing... overall nice job on this

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

We all feel like this from time to time in our life
We feel trapped with no place to go.
I like the emotion you put into this.


Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I think we emerge from this strange cocoon more than once in our lifetimes, especially as women.

A great write.

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)
jenniewren (J.W. Bouwman)

Vancouver, BC, Canada



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Playful and eager to explore new styles of writing, and to hone my skills. i'm reaching a point now where i can write a poem and be able to say that it is something i really like. I'm an avid reader, .. more..

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