Beginnings

They placed my head inside a box
for near on twenty years,
to halt the wind from blowing others voices to my ears,
with sticking plasters on my eyes
and duct tape on my mouth,
to prevent me seeing north or west
and stop me calling south.
Yet mute and blind and listless
I could feel the rising sun,
with Sol my only witness
that a new day had begun.


©️ 2022 Lathen Griffiths

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

A powerful piece Lathe. To me the poem spoke of isolation and turmoil. At the mention of voices, I thought of those who suffer with intruding voices in their head which must be so frightening. Twenty years is a long time. To feel the rising sun and its warmth when everything else is in turmoil must be a small and welcome blessing. Have a great Friday.

Chris

[Lathen Griffiths]

Cheers Chris. Happy Friday.

Lathe

[Chris Shaw]

Thank you Lathe. I really liked your poem Bloom. It was worthy of many comments.

[Lathen Griffiths]

Thank you Chris, I’ll change the settings, I wasn’t sure about the mood here, I didn’t want a lot of hassle. 🙂

[Chris Shaw]

I understand that :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Sometimes we just hide ourselves away from life...but, we do know that inside we still feel that sun rise.
Each new day is a chance to get our head out of that box...if we choose.
j.

[Ken Simm.]

Isolation takes many forms. Intelligent and accurate.

[John the Baptist]

I must assume the torments described, which sound like a KGB interrogation session, are metaphorical. It sounds as though the speaker is referring to the efforts of others to control him. Apparently they have failed, for the rising sun indicates a change is coming. Down, but definitely not out.

[JE Falcon]

Ah, that sneaky sun always seems to find a way, even in darkness.

[Lathen Griffiths]

During darkness is when light matters most I suppose, or at least the hope of its warmth.
read moreDuring darkness is when light matters most I suppose, or at least the hope of its warmth.

Lathen

[Aluppi Jampur]

I like the place on the word Sol.
This gives the reader a skin tingling feeling which is a good thing.

[Lathen Griffiths]

Thank you Chrome.

Lathen.

[M. J. Smith]

Whrn the cure is worse then the disease... Mental illness is a drag. Well written.

[Lathen Griffiths]

Thanks MJSmith

Lathen

[lightsong]

Wonderful metaphor here. nothing can lock the consciousness and awareness but yourself, when You realize this. You can create beginnings again and again.... that's real freedom.

[Lathen Griffiths]

Thank you Lightsong,

Lathen