- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Befallen
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Click hereBEFALLEN
Helios rises over the horizon,
his light briefly shines on me
the Reaper’s cloak begins to cloud
beating him down to the ground
never again is he to be seen
I am the paper boat,
you float in the gutter
where am I when the rain stops?
new, you valued me so
when did I become clutter?
taking up space in a box
bringing me out into the air
wiping the dust to expose my rust
at crumbling pieces you now stare
I want to rise up over the horizon
be the light that shines on thee
again comes the Reaper’s shroud
going to take me underground
never again to be seen
9/17/03
- COMMENTS
duddle146about 17 years agoSooner or later we'll all join that innumerable caravan in the Caverns of the dead.
LeBrozover 17 years agoAngie gave some very astute insight into this poem. It's like two poems in one, with similar messages. But in having it presented this way it appears the message has gotten lost.
Angelineabout 20 years agobut I think you have a great poem getting lost inside some extraneous material here--
I am the paper boat,
you float in the gutter
where am I when the rain stops?
new, you valued me so
when did I become clutter?
taking up space in a box
That is brief and, to me, very moving. It says everything you hint at in the rest of your poem. Just my opinion, but I think those six lines alone create a starkly beautiful piece. :)
