sitting ontop of my brain

sitting ontop of my brain

A Poem by Charlie Drake

 

Today is just another day and I’m waiting

Until I can be or say exactly what I’m thinking

I want to be the flower

To your garden while the night falls and

My petals might bloom so neatly

Under the right halls lit by

A darker kind they can live by

Light as in truth, truth as in

The surreal painting in which I inhabit

Yet you make sense of jigsaw pieces

While most cannot conclude what they might define

I’ve got you on my mind, sitting on top of my brain

Could I be your stars to wish upon each night

Or the apple of your eye?

Maybe I shouldn’t be so eager to think of you

Or the places that we could be

 

What a fool am I for being afraid

Even flowers that aren’t plucked from their homes

Have such a short life as they stand and look pretty;

I am no flower, however, skin not as velvet petals

That glisten softly while dew softly slides down its cheeks.

 

 

April 5, 2010

© 2010 Charlie Drake


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... an amazing read ... for the intense introspection and for the amazingly enriching journey you make from ... "I want to be the flower" ... to ...

Even flowers that aren’t plucked from their homes
Have such a short life as they stand and look pretty;

... this poem is so haunting ... the way you make sense of those who figure us out and how significant they become is just riveting ... "jigsaw pieces" is an expressive image ... so is ... "the surreal painting" ... but for me ... it's really in these two profound lines that the soul of this poem resides ... and these lines are powerful and moving ... how you resolve them with ... "what a fool i am for being afraid" ... is courageous ... 100/100 ...

Maybe I shouldn’t be so eager to think of you
Or the places that we could be

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Now this one I completely understand. From the very first two lines, I empathized so much (seriously, read What I Do Know, that's what it's based on). I loved the almost rhyming tone of the next few lines and the way they flow into one another. I enjoyed the way you asked to me many things to this person thatiamjealousof. This is beautiful and I understand exactly why. Great job.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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... an amazing read ... for the intense introspection and for the amazingly enriching journey you make from ... "I want to be the flower" ... to ...

Even flowers that aren’t plucked from their homes
Have such a short life as they stand and look pretty;

... this poem is so haunting ... the way you make sense of those who figure us out and how significant they become is just riveting ... "jigsaw pieces" is an expressive image ... so is ... "the surreal painting" ... but for me ... it's really in these two profound lines that the soul of this poem resides ... and these lines are powerful and moving ... how you resolve them with ... "what a fool i am for being afraid" ... is courageous ... 100/100 ...

Maybe I shouldn’t be so eager to think of you
Or the places that we could be

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Charlie Drake
Charlie Drake

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A little about me: Name's Charlie Drake. Writer of course. Poet, Short Stories, and aspiring fiction writer. I live in AZ and am working on a B.A. in Lit at the moment. I love all sorts of music, .. more..

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