Where Is My Raft

by Melissa   Jan 13, 2009


Lies as sincere as poetry
swam beneath his shallow pond,
I plunged in too carelessly
and now I'm plodding
like an overworked fisherman
through regards of a murky fable

where is my raft,
why have all the fibers drowned
in a shipwreck of humanity

show me a fact
that has not been lifted
by fiction
and perhaps then,
we'll go fishing
and pluck out the guile
you so heedlessly contrived,

there should be no pause
in honesty...

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  • 17 years ago

    by Timothy r

    What a powerful line, and true too. show me a fact
    that has not been lifted
    by fiction
    and perhaps then,
    we'll go fishing
    and pluck out the guile
    you so heedlessly contrived

    I`d hate to be the one who this was aimed at, that`s for sure. great write indeed. Timothy r

  • 17 years ago

    by Meena Krish

    Your opening line caught my attention & as
    for the poem itself, each stanza has a way
    for each reader to interpret. This has deep
    depth...good one!

  • 17 years ago

    by Lonely Rider

    "where is my raft,
    why have all the fibers drowned
    in a shipwreck of humanity"

    ^^this can be interpreted in so many ways ... its like our soul has drowned along with ... and humanity is dead ... devoid of compassion... thats how I interpreted it..

    it has so much 'feel' to it... very beautiful write...

  • 17 years ago

    by Corinne

    Nice work Melissa - May I suggest:

    There should be no pause in honesty

    I love this bit:
    show me a fact
    that has not been lifted
    by fiction
    and perhaps then,
    we'll go fishing
    and pluck out the guile
    you so heedlessly contrived,

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