Somethings wrong
i cant turn
I cant stop
THis cant be right
The sun is beating down
What a beautiful day
no a cloud in sight
dinner is waiting on the table
my head hit the sidewalk
with a deathly crunch
My skin pealing away
Pavement, thats my sight
My skin is burning
I feel warmth on my sholder
I hear his voice
he runs to my side, unstable
Its all sureal
Every thing is a blur
People asking questions
This must be a dream
He wishpers in my ear
Youll be okay
They will be hear any second
So brave he was
Never left my side
Holding my hand
While tears rolled down my face
He said he loves me
I wake up
In the recovery room
My neck and hip were cut open
No i understand all the fuss
It wasnt a dream
It was my life
I was watching in disbelief
Its something that now repeats
Every time i Sleep
Just an opinion please?
From the last part - where you say it was your life and not a dream....
I think you can do deeper in your sentences....
Reply:You want an honest opinion? The intensity is there as you keep the reader suspended with you there for a time. I think what it needs is to be distilled down to stronger imagery.
Reply:I like it, to me it seems like somthing is unresolved and that is why it keeps coming to you when you sleep.
Reply:this is a really good poem. the way you described what happened in such clear detail is amazing, especially when you passed out. in the eighth stanza did you mean to write NO or NOW. and did you mean to put a capital t%26amp;h in the word this. this is a good poem. its cool how you told it.
Reply:I think this expression has potential.
I think you need to "clean it up. Punctuation and stanzas, for starters, or, was it all deliberate?
I just cleaned up the punctuation, grammar... created a few stand alone stanzas. I would have done more but hey, it's not my poem.
What I like? the moment to moment...What I don't like? the last line is so darn suggestive of more...nightmares? Something? a word or two? I would love to see what you would add, a line or two, to say more about what happens every time you sleep. It could even be a repetition of something from the beginning. I couldn't help myself, I added a line. Cross it out and write your own. Or if you disagree, leave it as it was.
For example:
Something's wrong
I can't turn
I can't stop
This can't be right
The sun is beating down
What a beautiful day
Not a cloud in sight
Dinner is waiting on the table
My head hit the sidewalk
With a deathly crunch
My skin peeled away
Pavement, that's my sight
My skin is burning
I feel warmth on my shoulder
I hear his voice
He runs to my side, unstable
It's all surreal
Every thing is a blur
People asking questions
This must be a dream
He whispers in my ear
You'll be okay
They will be here any second
So brave he was
Never left my side
Holding my hand
While tears rolled down my face
He said he loves me
I wake up
In the recovery room
My neck and hip were cut open
No I understand all the fuss
It wasn't a dream
It was my life
I was watching in disbelief
It's something that now repeats
Every time I sleep
Something's wrong...
Reply:TOoooooo looong
Reply:I really like that. u keep us wondering what's it all about yet u have us locked in when we 1st read it...AMAZING!!!!
e-mail me sometime so we can share poetry!
Reply:That is a really good poem. Your not afraid of honesty I could tell. Keep it up you have extremely powerfuln writing techniques it keeps a person linguring over your poem and it gives mystery.
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