Open Poetry #15 |
stress |
arthur Senior Member
since 2001-08-14
Posts 678england |
this poem has been in critical where it has ( perhaps justifiably) been ignored .Only dear echantress has given it a look .So perhaps here::? STRESS Do not shout or i will break In little pieces on the floor Peace , for my own hearts sake Or let me be no more I can feel the trembling Running across my brow Let me cease dissembling Destroy me now My hands shake Could I but sleep For ever and ever awake O, let me sleep Let me cease to be Give me peace let my eyes no longer see Give me peace arthur |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
I most definitely do like this one Arthur, and can feel the depths of your dispair. Well done indeed. ~Time has cast a spell on you so you won't ever forget me~ [This message has been edited by Enchantress (edited 09-04-2001).] |
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The Rusty Knight Member
since 2001-08-29
Posts 414Texas |
Arthur, Comments on poems about dispair seem to be harder to come by than others...you captured it well. Give me peace let my eyes no longer see Give me peace I like this part... Death comes not when we cease to breathe, but when we cease to dream. |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Arthur - I would never shout, but only whisper. Well done. Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away. |
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