Inner Demons


from the ABC set Conversation With My Thirteen-Year-Old Self

There are … things
stirring within me
that I try to hide,
won’t set free.

They swirl
in my stomach
like black smoke
in glass jars.

Their white fingers
are the ribs
forming a clasp
around my heart.

These blue veins
are their hairs, anchoring,
twisting themselves
into my skin.

They are the dark flash
you sometimes catch
behind my eyes –
their sign;

They want to get out.
Now your hand is on the gate,
and I’m begging you;
don’t let them escape.

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Comments

Beeme | January 25, 2010 - 18:33

A very emotive and powerful piece Magic. I really like the images you use, especially:

"their white fingers
are the ribs
forming a clasp
around my heart"

Beeme xx

MistakenMagic | January 25, 2010 - 18:42

Thank you, Beeme! Really glad you like the images - most of them have been floating around in my head for months!

Magic xxx

Silver Spun Sand | January 25, 2010 - 19:44

Gosh...I've only just noticed you posted this;-)

I admire the clipped style in this, it suits the subject well and you have some pleasing assonance here too which is particularly well illustrated in this, the penultimate, stanza:-

"They are the dark flash
you sometimes catch
behind my eyes –
their sign;"

You have worked hard on this one, Magic and in my book it has paid off.

Tina xxx

MistakenMagic | January 25, 2010 - 19:47

Thank you so much, Tina! I know, I'm really getting into the swing of re-editing ;) I really thought this one was worth kicking into shape and I'm glad you think it's paid off!

Magic xxx

Cavalcaderl | January 25, 2010 - 23:54

new MistakenMagic
Yes I too say images and expressive
way it's done too.Definitely in the swing
good editing. I like the last stanza.Enjoyed all.
julie x

MistakenMagic | January 26, 2010 - 09:23

Thank you Julie! I'm glad you enjoyed this one ;)

Magic xxx

shoe | January 26, 2010 - 12:04

Sinister, and yet strangly beautiful, well worth the kicking,

MistakenMagic | January 26, 2010 - 13:31

Thank you, Shirley! :)

Magic xxx

Nathan Bednarek | January 26, 2010 - 14:53

'These blue veins
are their hairs, anchoring,
twisting themselves
into my skin.'

A very powerful poem indeed with some amazing imagery. You obviously put a lot of thought into this one ;-) Thank you for posting this. A wonderful poem.

Nathan xox

tcook | January 26, 2010 - 15:06

Your best for a while - and that's saying something. I like this very much indeed.

MistakenMagic | January 26, 2010 - 15:13

Thank you, Nathan! You're right; a lot of thought did go into this so I'm glad you think it has paid off ;)

Magic xxx

MistakenMagic | January 26, 2010 - 15:16

Cheers, Tony! My poetry has been a little sporadic recently - and obviously there's been the Oxford baggage to wade through - but now all that's out of the way I think I'm finally starting to get back on my feet ;)

Magic xxx

Firebird | January 28, 2010 - 20:50

Wonderful piece ,Magic :)

MistakenMagic | January 28, 2010 - 23:06

Thank you, Firebird! :)

Magic xxx

Curse of 222 | January 31, 2010 - 02:02

oh no! i refuse to believe that sweet little mistakenmagic has such evil forces behind her eyes! i assume we all feel our inner demons stirring from time to time, and that's why this piece works so well. unless i'm wrong, then maybe you and i should start looking up therapists!
thoroughly enjoyable (in a dark way) read.

jason

MistakenMagic | January 31, 2010 - 11:00

You are my therapist Jason :P Did I forget to mention that? Hehe But you are right - we all have inner demons that rear their heads occasionally ;) Glad you enjoyed this one!

Magic xxx

Kahdai | February 16, 2010 - 14:11

This is quite scary, magic, I hope people can't see my demons, but I feel them writhing about in me, just like you describe here, wonderfully, with so much feelings! I think therapist are for helping you understand your demons, perhaps you just want to keep them under control. ;) Kx

SundaysChild | February 24, 2010 - 02:15

I 'felt' this poem.
Shivers and things.
Dark and very good.

MistakenMagic | March 1, 2010 - 16:42

Sorry this reply is so late! Thank you Kahdai and SundaysChild ;)

Magic xxx

hellbent-savage | June 9, 2010 - 11:57

i'm lost for words..

i'm glad i discovered a poet like you here..

piquant.. reminds me of the visceral portrayals that stephen king does and so often talks about..

MistakenMagic | June 9, 2010 - 12:27

I'm finding myself quite lost for words too, hellbent-savage! Thank you so much for taking the time to read my work! I'm still quite shocked myself that people love my work - I've only been writing for two years, before the age of sixteen I wouldn't touch poetry with a bargepole! Now at eighteen I think I've got whiplash from how far I've come ;)

Everytime I write a poem and quite like it I find myself wondering if it was really me who wrote it - like a great quote from Phillip Larkin - 'every time I write a good poem I come back and inspect it as if I've laid an egg!'

Sorry I've rambled! But thank you again for your wonderful comments - you have seriously made my week!

Magic xxx

darkenwolf | August 22, 2010 - 17:28

I,m trying to find a peice you've written that i don't like - another failiure on my part then. Brilliant as always
;)

Cavalcaderl | August 24, 2010 - 07:17

new darkenwolf
Magic has the way, to explain
a good poet.
you may find plenty of mine.
and a bit OTT.
julie xx

Cavalcaderl | August 24, 2010 - 07:21

new MistakenMagic
Well deserved cherry!
Yes, w all have inner
feelings good and bad too.
Maybe you could have been my
psychologists, had I needed one.
You studied too.
julie xx

MistakenMagic | August 24, 2010 - 08:54

Thank you darkenwolf and Julie! I took Psychology A level but I think I'm too busy trying to figure out why I'm crazy, let alone other people ;) But if I can ever help, Julie - let me know!

Magic xxx