Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Levee

the levee of my
sanity has burst
flooding narrow avenues
with rage -
rain collides
with smoke against
the pavement.
I am consumed
and lost
within a fog
of my creation.
 
Fog
 

6 comments:

  1. I really like this one, Ben,,, "flooding narrow avenues with rage",,been there,, "lost within a fog of my creation", been there too,,,but I couldn't express the feelings as well as you have here,,,,:-)

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    1. Thank you, Ellecee. I'm really happy it moved you :-)

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  2. lost within a fog of my creation...I know what that is like. I have a temper. I don't often unload on anyone, but fume inside...thankfully writing takes care of a lot of it. Love this piece!

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    1. I feel the same, Susie. Poetry helps me from unloading on loved ones.

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  3. This is so beautifully expressed ... the anguish so natural !!!

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You've found your way inside my head and now there's no way out!