Description: about: something that just kind of came to me in the early morning hours today. the first two lines came and i wrote them down, and the rest followed easily. i'm interested to see what people may take from it, or how it makes them feel.
i love how you start this. really. i almost think you should drop the last three lines and leave us with "...i can't". the line before is strong enough to imply the pain of saying just that.
this part is great -
thought i smelled redemption on your breath
caught myself praying as i watched you read
can't decide to fashion a cross or fall to my knees
this whole write speaks to me... i think about my own struggles and failures. paths i have taken. choices i have made. the times i walk towards or away from. how difficult I make it.
worse, knowing how redemption feels. how redemtion feels and how easily i can forget about it. suffering is an option. but it is sometimes a necessary in order to gain perspective.
i was thinking today, am i living it? am i living love?
I think poetry can be about story and you're at your best here when you're grabbing at odd lines such as you might pick up at a garage sale...
and there's a strong rhythm here that you almost see to fruition, as the poem went on it was almost as if you went further away from that tangible feeling that compelled you to write this in the first place, as if you got lost in the technical challenge and needed to pick up again the heart of the poem. I find this interesting though and would like to see if you can iron out some of those problems and then refine it.