Poem -
Integral Ambiguity
Guilt and shame overshadow me
as billowing thick clouds
I clutch them tightly
and stitch them into a shroud
This act becomes my suicide,
as under such cover
I attempt to hide
And yet I make it obvious
like some sort of storm god
But then I question the weather
Should I not shine for others' sakes?
Should I take the dew
and turn it into glass
and reflect sunrays upon the grass:
fake it till they make it
(those greening on the other side)
Is that the selfless thing to do?
Pretend to be all roses,
when in reality I'm poo?
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Very compelling, that is the first word that comes to mind. I liked the metaphors in the beginning, they are rich with imagery and streaked with a level of sadness, which could be depression/suicidal thoughts are plaquing your mind, when all you want to do is be happy again. Did I get the gist of it? Thanks for sharing your poem.
Favorite lines:
Guilt and shame overshadow me
as billowing thick clouds
You set the tone for the poem early on. You paint a portrait of disparity, hopefulness and shame for thinking such dark thoughts (I believe that was part of the message).
I forgot to ask you about the last line:
when in reality I'm poo?
What does "poo" represent? Is it a nickname or are you describing yourself as a "poo" thanks for clarifying.
Poo rhymed better than shit (which is a proper translation of the Greek word Paul uses to describe the empty religiosity of his former Pharisaic life.) Poo here describes how worthless and poor I felt when penning the poem.