Friday, March 26, 2010

memory

solitude
sought
for all
of its pleasure

as the shore
resists the tide

he still stares
at her picture

looking inwards

6 Comments:

Blogger Janet said...

Whatever the inspiration for this, it's fucking beautiful. Quite possibly your first really really good poem.

11:26 AM  
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8:46 AM  
Blogger Phillip A. Ellis said...

This is beautiful! I'm impressed by the clarity of the diction, with the simplicity of the rhythms heightened by the shortness of the line and the direct address. There is a lot to be said for clarity of vision, and for a direct, clear address to the listeners, since it can foreground the literariness of the poem quite readily, especially when working in a lyric or a confessional mode.

That said, more ornate, more Asianic styles of poetry can work on their own terms, as long as the technique is as self-disciplined as you have it here.

2:57 PM  
Blogger Ray G said...

Thankyou all.

To be honest it just came out like that.. A 'good' accidental poem i guess.

Peace.

2:51 AM  
Blogger bill said...

Maybe you've got a poetic bone somewhere in the bod. I liked it, too.

4:03 AM  
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