random poem
As I find myself lacking a subject to write upon, here's a random poem from my Classical Lit class. The project was to write our own version of the japanese poet Kenko's (I believe. Could be way off on the cite. Might even have been from our Chinese unit, but I dont believe so.) Substance, Shadow, and Spirit. The original poem was a discussion concerning which was more important after one has died: his possessions, his legacy in terms of remembrance, and I can't quite recall what all spirit was about. Anyway, I didn't quite follow the formula right, but we were supposed to write about what we thought were the most important things, but I wrote about the three things that had mst influenced me. Have a look.
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control
I hear you scream inside.
From me you cannot hide.
Your life is mine; yes, it's true,
Can't break away, controlling you.
Wounds so deep, I watch you bleed,
Pain of emotion, creating need.
I chain you down, hold you close.
You know you need me the most.
Spear of Longinus, strike with power.
I'll free you from this darkened hour.
Let hope inside you blaze once more,
I will guide you as before.
For free this piper will not play.
I died for you, now live for me.
Blackened scales, bloodied nails,
Both may rule, both will fail.
Regained my sight, I see the path,
I'll risk the pain, risk Your wrath.
Though the way is dark and bleak,
Forever will I be unique.
Dark and Light, I may return,
But now myself I must learn
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So there you go. At the time, these were the three forces that had had the biggest effect (affect?) on my life: emotional pain, faith, individuality. It was around this time that I was really developing my thought on where I stood with my faith, and other stuff I was dealing with. Byrd-sensei's classes tended to do that to you. It wasn't anything she said, but she really opened up our minds to cultures we'd only known the smallest amount about. By the by, islamic mystics kick ass.
As I recall, I had been listening to Master of Puppets at least when the first part was written, which, if you're familiar with the song, is pretty obvious from the pace and structure of it.
Some of the wording feels really forced and doesn't work quite right, especially in the last stanza. Really, the only one that I feel does work the way I had intended was the first one, which is fitting since it's the one that took me all of about 5, 10 minutes to write. The others took longer and I had to stretch a bit more for them.
That's about it. I'm gonna try and sleep.
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