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
 
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6 comments:

  1. ElleceeTuesday, March 12, 2013 at 7:28:00 PM EDT

    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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  2. Susie ClevengerTuesday, March 12, 2013 at 7:40:00 PM EDT

    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. Ben DittyTuesday, March 12, 2013 at 7:42:00 PM EDT

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

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  3. Amrit SinhaWednesday, March 13, 2013 at 2:28:00 AM EDT

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

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  4. Optimistic ExistentialistWednesday, March 13, 2013 at 7:43:00 AM EDT

    Lost within a fog of my creation...nicely done.

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

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