Sitting on the Ceiling

by Indian Comma Bean   Apr 13, 2008


Sitting on the ceiling,
I am thinking; Or am I feeling?
As I scratch my head and sit awhile,
Legs crossed and I begin to smile.

To go outside and dance astray?
Or to climb the trees of ancient days.
Upside-down and I feel so conflicted
So many options; To joy I'm addicted.

As I am looking out the door
I am curious; For the clouds are on the floor,
Now I grow confused and annoyed
That they still float off in a distant void.

Out of reach...

Like the rest of my life story
Where I simply cannot find common glory,
For I am sitting on the ceiling;
And I've forgotten what it's like to have feeling.

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  • 16 years ago

    by Nicole the Fairy

    Really liked this poem - I know it is in misc. and I felt the exact same way - didn't know which category to put it in my mind lol.
    Again, loved the rhythm and rhyme. Well constructed in this poem.
    May I suggest a minor improvement?
    >> Rather than use the last line:
    "And I've forgotten what it's like to have a feeling."
    Try not using the "a".
    Like this:
    >> "And I've forgotten what it's like to have feeling."
    My reasons are that;
    - we can have more than "one" feeling.
    - it kind of sets off the rhythm - which is disappointing because its a good poem and the last 2 words makes it a 8/10 ending rather than a 10/10 ending.
    - I think that it would flow better without the "a".

    However, I did enjoy this poem.
    Good work ;]
    Keep it up <3
    5/5

    - Nicole xx

  • 16 years ago

    by Mike Wilburn

    Nice work Ian, a bit upside down but I like it.

  • 16 years ago

    by RB

    A very very interesting piece. awfully unique. it starts off joyful and happy, and it painted an interesting image in my head of someone sitting on the ceiling. then it changes to a sadder tone, in which the clouds will always be out of reach. i truly did love it. the flow was great too. keep up the good work! 5/5

  • 16 years ago

    by Nix

    -Sitting on the ceiling,
    I am thinking; Or am I feeling?
    As I scratch my head and sit awhile,
    Legs crossed and I begin to smile.-

    ^From the first line you grabbed my attention, truly refreshing opening stanza, I like it, it is interesting and you started poem on very original way.

    -To go outside and dance astray?
    Or to climb the trees of ancient days.
    Upside-down and I feel so mellow,
    It's been so long I feel like jello.-

    ^First of all I think that you continued greatly with same tone, though I personally dislike rhyming in last two lines cause it seemed to me that you wrote that just because it rhymes and it looked forced in my head but sorry if I am wrong, I just don't like ending of this stanza.

    -As I am looking out the door
    I am curious; For the clouds are on the floor,
    Now I grow confused and annoyed
    That they still float off in a distant void.-

    ^Excellent part, truly remarkable description and I think that you expressed your self on very creative way, here poem for me also got little deeper atmosphere.

    -Out of reach...-

    ^And this line Impressed me! You wrote it on so impressionable way, truly, it is between two stanzas and you slowed down the rhythm of whole poem on a fantastic way, also you break rhyming very effectively, this posses such simplicity and power also. I can feel here indirect hint of very deep thought.

    -Like the rest of my life story
    Where I simply cannot find common glory,
    For I am sitting on the ceiling;
    And I've forgotten what it's like to have a feeling.-

    ^Great ending! It is so unique and I must say I enjoyed in this poem very much.

    I like the idea of whole piece, and ending line is very good too, you did nice job, bravo!

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