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Empty

In the fog of morning's dreary arousal
anxiety is perched on old man time's back,
eagerly awaiting transformation from
the subconscious stupor of dreams
to the melancholy reverie of existence

Plagued by the hunger of inquisition
and dissatisfaction, I am life's biggest
critic, an empty shell with cracked
exterior

Biding the days with restless reluctance,
allowing little missteps to trample
springs newly sprouted flowers,

it's just not my style, to dip my
feet and test the water, my faith
is left to fate, no matter
how much it's lacking.

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prompt:

I talk to God, but the sky is empty.
- Sylvia Plath

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  • RestlessDreamer
    September 1, 2008

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    Wow, I really can relate to this. I have suffered from a lot of anxiety in my life. I used to get panic attacks daily. It has been a couple of years, but I still get anxious occasionally. I love your descriptions and wording, they describe it perfectly. My favorite lines are...

    Biding the days with restless reluctance,
    allowing little missteps to trample
    springs newly sprouted flowers

    ...Just when things seem to be okay some little thing will happen and all the bad feelings will come back. Great job!

  • moonshadows
    September 1, 2008
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    thoughful i enjoyed it


  • Samantha Marie
    September 1, 2008

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    oh your words reach out to me and make me feel your emotion, your passion, your angst! i understand where you are coming from, i truly hope things get better for you! my emptiness has not been fuflilled yet either


  • Angelflower
    September 1, 2008

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    The last stanza really made me think.. You did a wonderful job with this.. I really liked the emotions that your expressed in your words.. and the flow was nice as well.. Thank you very much for sharing.. And Congrats on the HM though I think it deserves a little more then that.. But hey! at least you got something! I greatly enjoyed reading this..


    Angel


  • Lj-
    August 28, 2008
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    I can really relate to these words.

    Thank you for your entry,
    Best of luck!


  • Menace
    August 26, 2008

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    8 on a scale of 10

    My favorite line was "I am life's biggest
    critic, an empty shell with cracked
    exterior." My only complaint is it seems to be missing a line before the last stansa. I fell it needs that extra slap in the face to truly put it away.


  • ears2hearyou gold member
    August 3, 2008

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    OH..this really gave us some meat to chew upon!

    You wrote it freewrite which not typically is your style,
    the meat in it really gave us interesting prompts to
    chew upon.

    an empty shell with cracked exteriors...
    EMPTY YOU ARE NOT-filled to the brim fully overflowing
    with Bold hopes and dreams yet to be fulfilled tortured by old man time,
    who holds the reins "temporarily" to you living every
    fantasy and dream...vividly.

    great poem that really stops us in our tracks to chew
    upon!
    way to write!
    ears/Seattle


  • Never Fall in Love
    August 3, 2008

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    The last stanza of this is very powerful. Very emotional. I did feel though that at the beginning, I felt the write to be a bit wordy and wanted to cut out unecessary words.


  • Thoughts-of-Soloman
    July 29, 2008

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    A self awareness in not knowing
    but hungry to live and meet what is.

    '...an empty shell with cracked exterior'

    Love this description of a 'searching self', I read hungry, dependant and delicate (weak) in the face of 'Awesome All-ness'.

    An honesty about one's own clumsy limitations and yet at the same time, there's a strength in acceptance here. An acceptance of one's self being in and of the same mystery which can sometimes be held as something at a sacred distance by many. Agreeing to live in it rather than merely holding up some principle like an idol to be worshipped from a distance.

    My words are failing me a bit today... Hope this makes sense.

    Sol



  • nevadapoet
    July 29, 2008

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    Cynical

    But isn't empty supposed to be? It is hard sometimes to remember to be grateful for all that we do have instead of feeling like we have nothing...I struggle with it all the time...I know the feeling of empty.
    Nevadapoet


  • forethought
    July 26, 2008

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    This is a really beautiful poem that packs a lot of meaning and feeling into very few words and lines, which is enjoyable. It's also nice that you have enough lines, as constantly, on this site, people don't use enough words, and have a half-formed poem with very incomplete thoughts, and that is annoying. It was nice that you laced up the end of your piece as oppposed to letting the threads dangle. Thank you very much for sharing this with us, and I hope to read more from you soon ^_^

  • pruedence
    July 26, 2008

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    Empitness in life hits us all at one time or another. I feel you have captured a moment in time when this happens...thanks for sharing

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