Drowned

Drowned

A Poem by R.A. Youngblood

Since I stepped among the woods,
I'm just a faceless body.
Just a crow disappearing through the noise of the leafage,
Creating a single note in the song of the forest.
Since I stepped among forgotten gods and creeping angels,
The leaves started choking me,
Turning into monsters,
Spreading beyond the bright horizon,
And closing my world,
Which was declared sane once.
I miss the ocean.
I miss watching it beneath the concave skies,
Letting it to take me away,
Waiting for the waves to sweep me off the shore,
To drown me through the silent pulse to its heart.
Deep breathing.
Chest expanding.
I'm going to hug the ocean,
To be reborned,
And to be drowned again within the watery asylum of love.


© 2015 R.A. Youngblood


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The sea can be the savior and the ending.
"I'm going to hug the ocean,
To be reborned,
And to be drowned again within the watery asylum of love."
I love the sea. I suicide boarded many Winter storms on the California coastline. I liked the way you defined the drowning. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote


Posted 8 Years Ago


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The sea can be the savior and the ending.
"I'm going to hug the ocean,
To be reborned,
And to be drowned again within the watery asylum of love."
I love the sea. I suicide boarded many Winter storms on the California coastline. I liked the way you defined the drowning. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote


Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

An interesting poem. From the idea of "the woods", I'm guessing the speaker is lost, or in some sort of fear. Being "faceless", is perhaps a metaphor for not being noticed? And the speaker disappears unnoticed because of the noise of the world around them (leafage). There is a lot going on in the forest, and the speaker only echoes a "single note" among it all. I'm not sure what to make of the forgotten gods and creeping angels, but whatever they represent, the speaker gets choked and stabbed in the back for getting among them. Now the speaker's world, which was "sane once", is messed up and insane, and he/she wants to go back home to the ocean (like a fish brought out of water). Obviously having a more human meaning such as back home or the past. But whatever it means, she/he wants to go back there because it makes them happy.

That's what I get off it anyway. :p

Its well-written, but could perhaps have some enjambment to speed up parts to show confusion. Maybe even some alliteration to emphasise certain words like drowned.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

sad dark powerful.......
profound poem.......
beautifully written......
i loved it!!!
:)

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

R.A. Youngblood

9 Years Ago

Thank you ^^
Pushkar Prabhat

9 Years Ago

you are welcome..............!!! :) :)

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