You've peered through asking questions as to why I
refuse to be more 'open' and, the answer remains the same
still. But there you are staring -- pondering another secondary
breath of air lined up to become an Inquisitor; looking away, parts
of this being curled into fetal position- not knowing which direction
to maneuver, or how to speak out when I'm already yelling.
To be different or indifferent, this has been asked once before
Reactions took hold as if the branches of an one thousand year old sycamore
cradled its stubbornness; converses of motionlessness stood
just merely beyond those four cell walls called sanctity
Remnants of sanctuary has now sighed upon petals of dogwood,
leaving only another versed translation of which
to seek...
Is this what it means to have an avowed tranquility?
Author notes
This is a form called Confessional Poetry
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A contest entry
- For Some Of My Very Favorites - Estrogen Power by Cupcrazy.
600 points, ended April 25, 2007, 11 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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This is a great piece of confessional poetry. The recesses of one's mind opened up and poured onto pages with emotion from the heart. I loved your phrasing in this one and the imagry you conjured up. Excellent piece hun and thank you for your great entry. Hugs, Bunny
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Wow
Very nice. I have never heard of confessional poetry before now and I like it. Very revealing and introspective. Well done. I will have to try this. ~Pamela
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let me know when you have penned your first confessional poem and ill critique it for you
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nice
I love your use of words and phrases, but unfortunately I can't understand the meaning of this poem. Is it like a vindication of indifference?
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this speaks about how life has been looked at from someone(myself) point of view before blindness sets in
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I think the imagery you use is exquisite. Because I don't know the whole story, I can not easily understand what you paint here. This is not an easy piece. It's one to come back to, to ponder, to assimilate into my gut. Definately thought provoking.
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this is something, i mean you did something golden with this, keep it flowing and good luck in the contest
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I like this a lot. Good imagery, well written. My favourite part is "cradled its stubbornness", it captures the whole tone of the poem and is well placed. Well done.
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