Catacomb.

by Poet on the Piano   Jul 11, 2013


Sometimes I wonder if I'm only good for keeping my face
expressionless, not replying because maybe if I model
marble itself I will be asked to be imprinted upon
the walls of caves-
and everyone will be left to decipher what I mean.

But no one would really study me, or would they?
-

Why can't my speech flow like the verses of my poetry?
I am the farthest from grace but when the moon
unveils its age, my hands unfold themselves and
write, cascading down waterfalls containing
thoughts,
muscle tissue and fractured bones
that are possibly decomposing.
-

I am thinking of weariness, I am believing I can
evaporate.
But I need someone to do it for me.

A thousand faces I once wanted to hide from
suddenly fill my breath.
They are here for a battle of my blood.
But I don't want it, anymore.

I refuse vision, pressing my eyelids
down, hoping they drown life and
do not have an anchor anxious
on their minds to tell them, rise.

-
I mutter,"I surrender"...

And so do they.
I scatter the dust as I try to grab each face,
tell them to finish me off, lead me away from their
memories so I can become the backroads of
a dusty canyon,

but they walk away with lips unmoved-
maybe they have been attempting to make
me realize there was never a war horn that
ever sounded in the history of
my life.

-
Written 7/10/13 @ 10:51 PM
Just need to write...initial picture in my mind was of me alone in a cave, then seeing all the faces from my past that I thought disliked/judged me... so I give in to them, but in the end, they are not here to fight, just to reflect back the truth I was not willing to see.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Jenni Marie

    Judging comment:

    ""Sometimes I wonder if I'm only good for keeping my face expressionless,"
    Wow. What a fantastic opening! So much meaning and emotion in this line alone that I can't help but to be instantly hooked into this poem. I find this line so true, we all put on a façade at some time or other, we're all guilty of hiding our emotions and thoughts and this captures that so perfectly.
    "Why can't my speech flow like the verses of my poetry?"
    Easily my favourite line of the poem. I believe this is something many of us can relate to. In our writings our deepest thoughts become unravelled and are left on show for everyone to see, but to merely tell another person our deepest desires or fears strikes fear into most of us and is something many of us find incredibly difficult to do.
    When I first began reading I was unsure what the poem in its entirety was about and then I got to the note at the end. That coupled with the line "I mutter,"I surrender"..." killed me emotionally. We all suffer being judged at some point, we are guilty of judging others ourselves too and we never really stop to focus on what this does to each other emotionally. That line alone made me think on how someone's judgement could negatively affect those people that aren't that strong emotionally and what consequences could potentially happen from this.

    A beautiful, thought provoking and moving write. "

  • 12 years ago

    by Britt

    Judging comments:

    "The picture in MaryAnnes mind that she used as a footnote in the bottom of the poem was truly inspiring, and she marked it well within her poem here. "Why can't my speech flow like the verses of my poetry?
    I am the farthest from grace but when the moon
    unveils its age, my hands unfold themselves and
    write,"

    I'm a huge fan of her poetry, so I can only imagine knowing how wonderful her words are that it isn't the same when she speaks -- these words are always so carefully placed and well thought out. I also love the part about being farthest from grace, and the moon revealing it's age is really a beautiful thought and image. I love how her metaphors truly come to life like no other. I've read this poem over and over and get a new and different feeling every time. Truly, truly wonderful!"

  • 12 years ago

    by shadow

    Loved it! Very different from others I've read on here. Please keep writing.

  • 12 years ago

    by Abed

    [Y]

    ^ Just going with the flow ;p

    That's such a flawless piece, my friend.

  • 12 years ago

    by Bonaventure Onuabuchi

    "Why can't my speech flow like the verses of my poetry". I think you are the best person to answer this. May be you are afraid to bite out words; that shouldn't be. You have your hands, you have your mouth: it is the strongnest of your hand dat help in cascading down the thought inside you into a readable form. So what you need to express your thought verbally is just to equip your mouth with weapons of fear destruction. Nice job.

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