Poetry / Perch of Pain

I’m going to watch you,
Look down upon you.
Resting high upon my perch of pain,
I realign the stars,
With a cold and desperate face,
To set you apart.
There is no beauty to be named,
None to be set apart.
Only the demons perfectly arranged,
In the corners of my mind.
Disrupting all that is mine.

The battle behind the battle.
I fight to protect myself,
From getting completely dismantled,
Broken, beaten and left for dead.
My soul  is heavy,
My spirit has faded.
Along came a flower,
Full of bitterness and rage.
I offer my heart to it,
Left with outstretched hands.
The blood drips from the dying heart,
Staining  the sky red.

Contaminating  the world round me,
Everyone becomes target of obsession.
Saved only by my twisted depression.
I just want to wake up from this relentless dream,
Then, I can I wake with a smile.

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tessieinc avatar General Stranger

May 01, 2008

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Only the demons perfectly arranged,
In the corners of my mind.
Disrupting all that is mine.

this doesn’t gel with me… how can you arrange something not to mke sense… however, if you were a bit nuts… i see yourp point. i like the demons perfectly arranged, that is a cool image. i see something when i read that line.

I realign the stars,
With a cold and desperate face,
To set you apart.
There is no beauty to be named,
None to be set apart.

there are so many contradictions in your piece (the preceding an example). are you giving a twisty turny view of the world by including this technique in your piece?

I just want to wake up from this relentless dream,
Then, I can I wake with a smile.

Particularly I can, I wake with a smile… are you missing some punctuation? I found this a little difficult to understand.

I also don’t understand why you would so innocently offer your heart to something, as you take such measures to protect yourself.

Your spirit, your heart? What are you talking about here? Your heart seems so vital, but your spirit has faded?

I’m confused…. can you please explain this a little to me?

Wade avatar General Friend

May 01, 2008

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Fantastic conveys anguish perfectly faltless I can’t offer anything constuctive I think it just right as it is.

marebarr avatar General Stranger

May 01, 2008

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This honest piece has some good originality – such as I realign the stars,  with a…” That first stanza is good.

The second stanza could use some new ways of saying things we surely recognize. Such as
” My soul  is heavy” Try an exercise such as “My heavy soul is a __” because heavy soul is not special enough to be in the same poem with “I realign the stars”.
This is good raw material. You just want to find new ways to say it. Make the last two stanzas worthy to be in a poem with the first stanza.

MichelleAusman avatar General Friend

May 01, 2008

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Really nice. I really, really liked it. I love how it ended with that last line.

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