
04-18-2009, 03:34 AM
I write a lot of poetry and occasionally I write some pieces that I feel like sharing. When I do, I will post them here. I welcome commentary and criticism - but only in constructive forms. If you think my poetry sucks, that's lovely - but please at least tell me why. The style is off, you dislike the terminology, it seems too depressing / too happy / too angry - anything that provides a constructive criticism that can help me further my poetry skills.
My opening poem was written in April 2008 - almost a full year ago now. Note that while the word 'Metempsychosis' is used, this poem is not at all about me. It is about an individual in my life who provided me with a great deal of inspiration. This individual is the most supportive person in my life and one day, I intend to write their life story for them, because it is just that astonishing. They are living proof that you can hold on to your beliefs - that you can go through the worst sorts of situations and pains and still be a good person - that you can rise above anything, so long as you have the strength to remain faithful to yourself.
Butterfly
She was born an ugly worm
Utterly mundane and often unwanted
She underwent many trials
Inching her way for survival
The trials fast grew wearisome
She curled in on herself
Her vitality lost
Gave in to Darkness
Let the ants steal her legs
Erratic Eruption!
A rakish return to vivacious life
Stole away to cocoons comfort
17 days of sleep
Phoenix Renaissance
The worm breaks free
Wings wide with destructive inspiration
The worms metamorphosis reaches not the pneuma
Touching only the wildest aspects of life
The psychosis goes neurotic
Wings fade to black
Ashes cold - No hope for Rebirth
Medley of madness before the rise of quintessence
Death is preeminent but the worms tenacity is transcendent
Metempsychosis
Eyes open wide
Understanding clear
Past put behind - Path set in motion
Mortal existence revived
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