Gravity wraps me in greedy arms,
pulling me under the tide
drowning me in the waters
of my own
damn pride
you always had to be right
you always had to be right
you always had to be right
and I can hear you now,
beneath this bitter slice of moon,
as you croon
your
lullaby
and it goes
you always had to be right
you always had to be right
you always had to be right
it ricochets off the walls of the night
you always had to be right
NOTE- This poem was written to take part in Poetry Thursday. The first line comes from Deb R.
You can find her poem at
http://debrichardson.com/blog/2006/08/03/poetry-thursday-inspired-by-song/
Many thanks to her for the inspiriation.
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8 comments:
Beautiful in its darkness!
silence of the drowning waters then lullaby followed by the ricochet...
what a delectable pastime it is for me to know your work by its elements.
there are always multiple levels of composition in what you create.
shakir
Thank YOU for taking the inspiration and creating a new poem with it! I really liked reading it.
Wow- I know that feeling...
"beneath this bitter slice of moon"
What a line. Wow.
I liked your use of repetition
bitter slice of moon - lovely
nice use of repetition here...
"beneath this bitter slice of moon"
is a gem, indeed.
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