My Pennance
Payed for damning debts
Now I see shards
In the sillhouettes
I make upon this hellish cell
Of four blank walls and a watery well
Alone
No Choice
Now no new voice
Except my own.
Now I know
And now I see
Parodoxically
How weeks can pass in flashes
Yet the length of my eyelashes
Takes a lifetime to grow
And Woe
Oh Woe is me
The crime I made
Can't possibly
Fit the sentence, and though
I do yet live
I still yet pay
And only seek to drink or drown
My sorrow
At the worst of dives
In the worlds worst town
Today and die the day
After Tommorow.
It seems like forever since I've read your work and I've not been let down here.
You still have an amazing talent for meter and nonforced rhyme...love the flowing thoughts, you seem to just glide effortlessly from one thought to the next...and carry us with you through out.
This is a poem of confinement yet I feel free reading it...almost like you've given us a good look at what we have as apposed to what three walls and steel bars could be like. Brilliant
I will say that this :
At the worst of dives
In the worlds worst town
Today and die the day
After Tommorow.
was a little hard to read...I think after all the perfection of the first and middle parts that was not as free flowing...just me though
I truly am happy to have seen you in the people crowd...glad to see you're still here and writing.
Seems we've lost so many regulars here... newbies are good though.
Submission Name: Solitary Confinement
