Enough

Cherry

By Beeme

Sun, 07 Aug 2011
  • 1570 reads
6 comments
 

This room can't unfit its dimensions,
my skin longs to be something more.
The spectacle of life, falls apart
beef prized from the bone
by your fork.

Was it a relief to end that life?
We get another thing to replace the one before. But owning everything
only dampens worth.

There is no such thing
as consulation in gold.
Placed inside a childs hands,
who buries it in the earth
and make believes she has found treasure.

Certificate U
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Comments

Submitted by Kahdai on
I think it maybe about freedom x K

"I will make sense with a few reads \^^/ "

Submitted by EpheLuwe on
Wow. I love this... There's something that Oscar Wilde wrote: "All art is at once surface and symbol; those who go beneath the surface do so at their peril, and those who read the symbols do so at their peril". I think with this poem, this is very true. You have an extra layer beneath the words, there's some emotion that your trapped with? I especially love the idea of the room and how it doesn't free its dimensions, it reminds me a bit of plath's bell jar. Overall, it is a brilliant piece. I had to read it a few times to appreciate its depth fully but for me, the last stanza brought it home. Well done : ) Ephraim

Stains..

Submitted by shoe on
This is fantastic Beeme, I was going to choose the middle as my favourite, but then the last verse blew me away, deserves to be widely read again and again.

 

Submitted by Highhat on
I think this is definitely my favourite of yours Beeme- it is truly brilliant ;)Pia

Submitted by RachelPatricia on
Love that opening stanza, Beeme! Brilliant imagery and so much depth - this poem says so much more to me every time I read it, really well done and many congrats on the cherries :) Rachel xx

Submitted by Beeme on
Thank you all so much for your kind words! Ephriam I can't thank you enough for your amazing comment. Thanks Pia, Shoe, Rachel and Kahdai. More than appreciated xxx thanks for the cherry to abctales

k.