Dark Poetry #2 |
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Little Joy. repost from open 8. |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland ![]() |
It affords me little joy here. Shrivelling my swollen mass to a tiny creature outweighed by atmosphere, I can't see any part of me. My hands close upon the warmest strand the instinct of a child to feed plays out among this dull insanity. Tethers constrain my senseless need for flight, these arms too brittle to propel let alone hope to soar. The ground below moves at vast speed Only I am still, turn for a blank wall. Lose myself in its accord. I could scale out of my jar; I don't need the stale pin hole for existence, draw my last feeble breath. Everything is in distorted buoyancy, only I am anchored in zero gravity. I hang from glass I was born somewhere on its palliate tissue. Broken skin seems like its been raining parts of me for weeks on end. Pollinate the voids with my limbs, arms flap like wings gripping legs and spinning in antiseptic dizziness. The head is always the last to crack open. I am not afraid no longer scared of what may be, the future can rush upon me in relentless loco commotion. I will forever spin from one circumference, fallopian bound I may never venture beyond me. ================ "The hole in my life even stains the soil My heart shrinks to barely a pulse A tiny animal curled into a quarter circle If you really care wash the feet of a beggar I have crawled so far sideways I recognise dim traces of creation" Richey Edwards. "I've been too honest with myself I should have lied like everybody else" faster-Manic street preachers. |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Brian,...I don't even know what to say. My gosh,...the images you have painted in this head of mine...I'm shaking it in awe. Wow. You rock. ![]() |
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lotharingia Senior Member
since 2000-06-04
Posts 897saarbruecken, Germany |
Brian, your poems are so dense and intense. I'm sure there's a highfalutin lit-crit phrase to describe what I’ trying to say, but I can't remember it (the bit of the brain that stores them decided it had had enough of me and went off on a permanent holiday). This one reminded me of Kafka. After reading the title I thought it was going to be about a little girl called Joy, so I was rather taken aback when the poem began! I love the last line in particular: the future can rush upon me in relentless loco commotion Lotharingia "For God's sake, he's a poet. Poets are meant to feel miserable. Otherwise, what the hell are they here for? What are they going to write about?" Tom Holland |
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catalinamoon![]()
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Brian, this is amazing. Very intense, and yes, I also have no idea what the correct literary term is. How does awesome sound?? catalinamoon "If a man moves you to feel like a woman, the least you can do is let him." Merrit Malloy |
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Ashley~Marie New Member
since 2000-07-13
Posts 5 |
Deep, Dark and revealing, I like your style. |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
SpitFire, oh dear it is not a good indeed to care my thoughts in your head. See what it has done to me. THink of rabbits and fluffy things. Anyway thank you for your wonderful words, no need to shake in awe...though I think that could be a draft more than awe. lotharingia, a little girl called Joy? my poems are never that innocent. I thank you for the nod towards Kafka, I thank you a lot for that. Thanks also for your wonderful words. Cat, I will take awesome. Thanks for reading and replying. Ashley, firstly welcome to Passions and I look forward to reading your poetry and secondly thank for your lovely response. "I've been too honest with myself I should have lied like everybody else" faster-Manic street preachers. |
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insect Senior Member
since 2000-04-22
Posts 1014 |
Very penetrating poem! I'm blasting it back to the top! |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
insect, thank you for reading and replying. "I've been too honest with myself I should have lied like everybody else" faster-Manic street preachers. |
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