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Poem of the week

By Esmerelda-O

Fri, 26 Jun 2015
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8 comments
 

it never stops raining

and the house shakes when traffic passes,

juggernauts blasting roads through my head.

 

no-one will ever love you,

my mother once said  -

and she turned out to be right,

although for the wrong reasons.

people, on the whole, are cruel and careless.

 

everything is lost over and over.

misery tourists love to see a failure

gift-wrapped as art –

well, my muse is trapped in a bottle

or she is out playing beautiful music

to people more receptive than I.

 

she can stay there.

it’s always raining outside

but in here 

I choke on splinters of dead air.

Certificate U
Poem
Autobiography

Comments

Submitted by Bee on

I liked this a lot. At the end, I kept wanting to read - splinters of dead air, don't know why. Another great read.

Bee

Submitted by Costmary on

this incessant rain perfectly suits the mood of the poem. Melancholia and a genie in a bottle.

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Submitted by EB on

Atmospheric and melancholy. I recognize the mood.

Submitted by Art of the Diver on

This is the first piece of yours I have read and I'm glad I saw you onsite to get here... I like the light flow of this and guess your Summer rain was determined to have its presence felt in this piece. You're being read atm in NZ where it's Winter with no rain to write to frown... Oh well, I will soak up more of your writing instead... thanks for sharing. Take care

Rob

Submitted by Stephen Thom on

this was v effective in its mood and expression...lovely word combinations...'misery tourists love to see a failure'. great work, the lovely title played against it well too.

 

Submitted by celticman on

a fine piece of writing. 

 

Submitted by love_writing on

'No one will ever love you my mother once said' - heartbreaking line. Beautiful poem- a well deserved pick of week! 

love_writing

Submitted by london_calling79 on

Oh my.