the backyard
You move around wide space
like a caged animal,
smoke licking out of your
mouth to kiss the heavens,
six foot planks enclosing
this patch of grass. You walk
in circles and smile at
air,mumbling, reminded
of decades old ironies.
Which is the real life?
final drafty.
About Me
- FIERI
- Mad Girl's Love Song -Sylvia Plath I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)
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the backyard
You move around the space
like a caged animal,
smoke licking out of your
mouth to kiss the heavens,
six foot planks enclosing
this patch of grass. You walk
in circles and smile at air,
mumbling, reminded of
decades old ironies.
Is this the real life?
does this work? i don't understand poetry as much as i'd like to.
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