Grownups

by S.T.A.R.   Jun 12, 2019


She closed her eyes to follow
a dream her heart had set,
a few years before she knew
this day would knock on her door
some hours past midnight.

Her hairband barely holding on,
and her eyes surrendered to the
restless mind, that once again
forgot to count the minutes.

She could not hold onto her tough
resilient morning self, to reveal the
uncertain heart, she for so long has
hidden from the world.

Her sweat and tears sank deep
into her feather pillow, that
was once and for so long the
treasure chest she chased
when she needed a penny.

Her memory has slowly started
to fade, for time has been slowly
crawling into her, taking her last
hope as a hostage for the night.

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  • 1 month ago

    by Daniel

    A very thoughtful poem about uncertainty and transformation, which is full of nice, individual images. I’m not so sure about the form, I think it breaks the poem’s flow up a bit too much. That’s honestly just a personal opinion.

    ‘She closed her eyes to start a dream her heart had set’

    I feel your verbs are uncharacteristically weak here: ‘start’ and ‘set’ - they seem a little ordinary, and ‘set’ makes me think of work tasks, haha.

    Grammatically, there are some issues towards the end. You use a present and past tense verb in the same sentence:

    ‘was once and for so long the treasure chest she goes (went/chased?) after
    when she needed a penny.’

    And here, you signify that her memory started to fade in the past but time has been crawling into her now? I mean:

    ‘Her memory slowly started fading, for time has (had) been slowly
    crawling into her’

    Or

    ‘Her memory (has) slowly (started to fade), for time has been slowly
    crawling into her’

    The reason I make these points is that I wasn’t sure exactly when this was happening in her timeline.

    It is early in the morning so maybe I’m missing something :D

    There were some delightful images here STAR. The last line in particular.

    • 1 month ago

      by S.T.A.R.

      No you are right, I knew there are so many problems in this. I wrote this real fast and posted it without going through it again. With time I did not mean the past, but her realization that she is getting older. Thank you Daniel I like those detailed comments of yours :)

  • 1 month ago

    by Milly Hayward

    This is very powerful. That move from childhood to being a grownup can be traumatic. As little girls we always want to grow up but then when it happens it is never as we imagine it to be. A superb and insightful write. Milly x

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