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Putting Down The Pen

 

 

this must feel
similar to dying:



breath-theft; like
an unwelcome man
the sky is on me



and all of its
accusing planets --
nine womb-rooted
children; their
too-soon screaming
hurts me like
fresh-cut horizon:



you can’t write
loud enough



it should be
nothing without
blood; without
unsnapped
fingers or the
great-big-bleak



but I hear what’s
said in the not-said;



I hear it like
Hiroshima
in my head



until all the poetry
I ever wrote
is comma-curled
  in death.

 

 

 

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  • Sky Prince
    November 22
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    I am glad i seen you in cb you write amazing poems check my best poem out its call dreaming


  • ccawley gold member
    November 14

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    Oh my goodness! This is amazing! It's so nice to find you!


  • Fairy fail
    November 8

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    You can't write loud enough... That is powerful, very grabbing.

    You are very smart Allyce... I enjoy reading your poems, you are very creative.


  • heaven all alone
    November 8
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    i miss reading you.


  • Peteskid gold member
    October 4

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    Allyce~

    This is beautiful poetry, the kind that brings the reader back, to find out what will come next, what revelations will be shared...and I think it is the same for you;

    I think you will come back for the same reasons...to read you again, tomorrow...PK


  • stef-witt gold member
    September 22

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    I'm feeling this.

    Sometimes a poetic heart is a burden. That sounds really "wanky" - but it's true.

    This is beautiful, though. Please don't stop writing!!


  • just rob gold member
    September 20

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    Just Wow

    That such a voice should rest
    long enough to inhale
    insults this reader's eye

    and that this siblant scream
    fail to elict is too much
    the unseasoned meal
    too much the silent singer
    the doldrums of the mind
    the vaccum where
    flowers are meerly red, the
    sky, but blue

    and thus, I observe, thus
    I cajole; do not deny the
    sky her wind, the tiny death
    its very wimper, but
    moan to me if the
    moaning time
    is come

  • grm
    September 20

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    cry me a river, Allyce

    poetry is the undercurrent of silence...that which we speak in not-speak in order to embrace the pain

    running away solves nothing: we do and are done to, and that is what life is all about

    just ask your guardian angel...the one who pulls me up every time i go under

    talent is a two-edged blade: sharpened by hurt and our ability to disown it
    Nicky always says "write towards the light"

    and when we write towards the dark, eventually we break through, and there, dammit all, is the sun. lol




  • MJ Donnelly gold member
    September 19

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    God Allyce, where to start...

     

    Great write, I love your avant-garde style that seems to excite me like no other, I mean, after I read your words, something inside of me screams, “Hell yeah!”

     

    Hiatus, coitus, clitoris, it is…all relevant.

     

    Seriously though, just get out and experience life, go somewhere you don’t normally go, talk to strangers, do something wild and crazy, step out of the box that life has you in presently because...

    I did, still do, and will continue to do.

     

    Muses love that.

     

    Later gorgeous.   


  • Andiness
    September 18

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    you can't write loud enough




    God I love that, it's beautiful!! I've felt something like that before, no matter what I write, how I write it, or who I write it to no one notices. Downright amazing!

    --Andi--


  • charcoal
    September 17

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    beautiful last line

    the whole poem is so quiet, and yet so powerful.

    i hope you feel like writing soon.


  • Uniquely-Scarred
    September 15
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    wow, this is so raw, i loved it

  • Rowan gold member
    September 15

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    but whyyyy??? she whines.

    Don't be gone too long. You couldn't write shite if you tried. I could so relate to this;
    "you can’t write
    loud enough"
    sighs.


  • Nicolette gold member
    September 14

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    I've taken a bit of a hiatus myself because of work and now that I'm back you're taking a break -

    Even this hiatus-poem shows your brilliance, Allyce. This is so very good, lovely one! Of course I'll miss you, of course I'll miss your writing... ai ai (that is a sigh in Afrikaans).

    I can't imagine you not writing, Allyce - you are a natural, and believe me, I don't say that lightly. You just hurry back, ya hear?

    Thinking of you, always - and love you!



    ~ Nicolette


  • Cannonsfire
    September 14

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    Hmmm your space will be kept waiting for you, no poetry is complete without you


  • Thomas Scott gold member
    September 14

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    ... comma curled in death ... helluva fate for poem, even somebody else's.

    good stuff, this ... need to come back and read it in daylight

    Tom


  • tara wilson gold member
    September 14
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  • Angel-of-Chaos
    September 14

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    Written like a professional, I love the feel and flow of this. I wish you would rethink the hiatus, it seems you have a wonderful way with words. I really enjoyed this piece, keep writing!


  • lilAj
    September 14
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    oh goodness...


  • Emmyb gold member
    September 14
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    wow, some awesome parts to this. nice work


  • jazzcat gold member
    September 14

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    As always, great images and inspiring thoughts, woven together tightly and with great style.

    Stanza's 3,4,5,7 & 8 are incredible, the others...well, just fantastic...If I were to try and choose a favorite part, I'd copy the entire poem in here.

    I hate to see that you will be on hiatus, but will anxiously look forward to your return.


  • chloris
    September 14

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    beautifully expressed. wow. honestly... you're a good poet.


  • Matt E. Smith gold member
    September 14

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    i'm pretty sure we discussed this last night...nothing can flourish in silence and that includes writing...even if the noise you make is ugly or vague(which it never is), it is something...so keep writing because something is always better than nothing.

    once again though, this poem is awesome. your poetry does say a lot about you.


  • sweetpearl
    September 14

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    This was astonishing. I loved it! What a way to put out there that you'll be on hiatus. It's one of those pieces we can relate to but wonder why we cannot come up with such ... poetry. I don't even call my writing poetry anymore. Every line in this was great. I wish I wrote it, honestly. Loved the structure & the entire being of it. Work of art.


  • Night Hope gold member
    September 14

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    Pick up the pen, Allyce! It's weeping for the warmth of your hand! Ya better hurry back, Sweets. We miss ya when you're away. Your poems are such marvelous concoctions, my Friend.


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