Hibernation

You evacuate the song

from the hibernating heart 

Life's mortician

laid himself to rest 

He did not pass

The last test

plain magician 

you won't be here long 

Author's Note

What do you think of the dialogue? :)

Reviews

[MADAM]

Hmmm, abstract... Let's see, what I get from this poem could either be about the concept that death reaches all (mortician "laying to rest" could be symbolism of a character that plays death dying himself, perhaps being tricked by a magician to evade death. Then the last line would make it deaths thoughts where that he thinks the magician is stupid because he's still going to die eventually. It's could ALSO be about a coma.... As the first two lines could signify life leaving someone.
.In this case the mortician is the doctor or family member pulling the plug and "laying him to rest". Then not passing the test is the test for brain activity. I like the many ways I can interpret this poem XD but these are the first two I thought of, nice poem^^) Thanks for entering it into my competition.

[Frontier]

Yes, my writing tends to come out abstract more often than not. Yes the "life's mortician" was sort of like death dying himself, it's like everything that makes us feel less alive is life's mortician, and it was putting itself to death. The plain magician is anyone who overcomes the "death" evident in life, all the hardships and keeps on living with meaning. These people are sort of like magicians but they are plain because they can be any "regular" person you see out and about.

Excited to see the outcome of the contest! :)

[MADAM]

OHHH!~ i was close!XD I am too, Ive been getting some really good poems, including this one^^) Ive even fallen behind in reviewing them XD

[Tree]

Cryptic, but that is the challenge of any poem. For me, the poem is not always about the meaning but sometimes about how it makes this reader feel. Nevertheless, I'll try and crack them both. I read somewhere that it takes at least the same amount of time to get over a true love, as the length of time that love lasted; but sometimes there's a shut down phase, or "hibernation." A cold ... freeze, if you will. And that ''song,'' that desire, that kind of love withers, it sleeps. Others will come around, try to rouse that desire, shake it loose, pull it, from its den. Stimulate, a resurgence of growth. But if those words, that energy, their "spring" is not strong enough, or true enough, their "magic," not –– pure enough? or worse, fraudulent? A heart that knows the real thing will see the difference, and if the ''miracle'' is too common, too "plain"? Then that stage should be bombarded, and I'm not just talking about fruits and veggies....
I like when I come across the tight literary enigma, so appreciate the space allowed here to give. it my shot. Or maybe, as we readers of poetry have the tendency of doing, I'm finding myself Lost Inside the poem...
An excellent, compact little-write, Front, that deserved/ to be broken down.

Diego Paz

[Frontier]

yes break it down Tree peace...

[Kleio13]

hahahaha life will never be here long. Another great write. I love your personifications and how you can briefly interject your thoughts in your poems

[Frontier]

Thanks! Yeah lately my poems are coming out pretty short.

[Kleio13]

and that`s ok! Quite swell

[paul sal.....]

Depressed heart longs to sing out,while death is trying to hold you back, but he failed, life can be magic. hold tight or death will snatch it away............compelling dialogue..

[Frontier]

Why thank you P,
Always a pleasure to hear other's interpretations! :)

[Frontier]

you hit the meaning pretty much! :)

[paul sal.....]

It is fun trying to figure out what people are really talking about; poetry is an intersting medium to communicate in....................

[Rose of Gondor]

Philosophical and definitely very deep! There are many ways a person can interpret this, but to me, it speaks of life and death and how even magicians can't escape death. No matter how many tricks we have up our sleeves, we can't escape death. But, we can accept death for what it is, and live our lives to the fullest. A poem that serves as a the crystal lense through which to see the philosophies of life! Good job :D

[Frontier]

Thank you! Really enjoyed your review, it does have the acceptance of death as one of the main messages, but every time I read it other themes which had gone unnoticed crop up, but that's the beauty of poetry. :)

[Rose of Gondor]

well, a person reading a poem tend to interpret it differently! That's the beauty of writing and reviews is to see what other people think of it!

[Mirko Galuši..]

Pretty abstract. Makes you ponder in search for the reflection of the true meaning interpreted by your own mind, and keeps you close to it... Enjoyed it :)

[Frontier]

Im glad, Mirko, thanks.

[Megan]

I enjoyed this a lot. :) Keep it up.

[Frontier]

Thank you Megan :)

[Justin]

I like poems like this that play out like a story if that makes sense. In the words of Borat very nice

[Frontier]

:) Borat IS very nice! and yeah there are stories everywhere! pleasure!

[Chris]

The player steals... the tears flow...the word echoes the deed... karma is served...

[Frontier]

Gracias Chis :)