Mar 28, 2008 16:26
...odes to the men (pl) who govern(ed) my life
the calm before the storm
we rest on mattresses made of feathers and
T.L.C.,
water-resistant eyeballs staring up at
grey storm clouds over jones beach.
i hope you remember
where to place your feet, because when we run,
we'll run barefoot, hand
in hand,
like lovers out of hell.
type: poetry,
user: thepassinator
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the calm before the storm
we rest on feather mattresses made of feathers and
T.L.C.,
water-resistant eyeballs staring up at
grey storm clouds over jones beach.
i hope you remember
where to place your feet, because when we run,
we'll run barefoot, hand
in hand,
like lovers out of hell.
I'd recommend a line in there to demonstrate what water-resistant eyeballs are and how they came to be important to the couple.
By the way, this poem is all about the narrator, not at all about the other half of the "we".
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"Water resistant eyeballs" strikes a discordant note- sounds kind of medical, or like it belongs more in a horror story.
Maybe omit "grey," but the rhythm of lines 3-4 sounds good otherwise.
I really like the rest of it- hard to say why, it just flows nicely.
(I'm more at home with prose, so please take these suggestions with several grains of salt.)
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i don't believe your references can be "too" personal...they just need to resonate for others as well. i agree with "water-resistant eyeballs" sounding odd, and somewhat confusing. i suggest expanding and tightening the first bit, the feather bed bit.
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