Poem -
CURDLED MILK
am i notย
but aย poor thing
trapped hereย
behind
two eyes
two eyes
that spy
a weeping hand
wipe tearsย
fromย
rawย eyes
am I not
butย aโ misery
sealed
and boxed in tight
lacking light and compass
within a strangeย
black night
left here
to gasp
a living death
the dying breath
ofย
life
a poxย
a curse
a festering sore
justย
โโโโโcurdled milk
at core
and
dreams
and
screamsย
and
crying things
fall dead
uponย
theย floor
while i
โโโโโโan empty
broken thing
left
countingย
up
theย
score
am I not but aย poor thing
Marion Price(2020)
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Oh My Goodness MARION!!โฆ..This is 'WAY INTENSE' !!โฆ.and supremely well written.....I hope I don't go too far in assuming that your job is REALLY getting to you at this point!!??โฆ...regardless, please, just keep writing.....it helps (or at least it has for me) during times of great stress!!โฆ...I know I may be 'way off base" in my interpretation......but I find this to be VERY moving....EXTREMELY powerful...โฆ..and in the vein of a distress call!!โฆ...PINNED for dark perfection!!โฆโฆ.LOVE & ROCKETS!!โฆ...your cyber-friend and admirer!!โฆโฆ.T xoย : )
Ah. ..you are always poetry sir, even in your comments...wish I had more time to spend on here. You would be right in your assumptions...written in ten minutes from pent up rawness...yes it helps, thankyou truly for your lovely comments and pin ...stay safe ?
wonderful poem Marion
Thankyou Greg...sorry for late reply ?
Marion, I know the feeling...this lockdown is taking a heavy toll. To read your craft helps exponentially.
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It's an awful time for everybody Lisa...a very strange world for everybody...stay safe ?
Wow! Amazing Imagery -- I'm uncertain about the metaphor, which is okay because sometimes in literature the true tale behind the poem can only be answered by the poet themselves. What I took from the poem was that there is a deep encroaching pain being felt and is portrayed as something like sour milk, unwanted, uninviting, toxic.ย
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When I read this passage I felt a longing to be set free, to escape into something productive and/or inspiring. 'lacking light and compass,' could mean, that the person has lost their way for a brief time. The darkness that is surrounding them could mean a fear, or anxiety of some sort keeping them in this box - which is on the inside.ย
I really enjoyed reading your poem. How unique and interesting!
You are spot on in your interpretation Katina, it is a strange dark time with dark experiences and dark thoughts, inspired by work experiences...thankyou so much ...appreciated ?
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