In a Strange Land

About a place I wasn`t born in.

I am moving on an unwatched stage.

Clown`s mouth gobbing at silence,

open,shut,open,shut.

Peeking birdlike round my door,

I daily change the positions of my body,

in the way it is expected to be done.

Three square meals,bovine style.

I rubberneck big events,

curious as to the insides of people.

This is probably not my place.

I have been washed here like a saline branch.

And I`m dreadfully sorry, I do seem to have

misplaced the ground on which I once stood.

A child who chose the wrong parents.

Reviews

[Alessander]

An extended metaphor, which I must admit, I usually am not a fan of, but is put off successfully, more or less.

Saline branch is probably the most pausing of the lines. Something life giving while life sapping simultaneously.

The last line no doubt steers the reader to the "subtext" but really, it's all an enigma anyways.

[Mockingbird]

very clever way to get into the mind of a baby and see what's going on in there; their own perceptions and a profound statement in the end. that is hilarious how the baby eats bovine style. great poem.

[Rick Puetter]

Ah, such disorientation! Yes, awash in life. It feels like that sometimes. But we can be more than ineffectual observers. Sometimes it feels like we can't. But we need to awake from this dream. We can be empowered in life--truly.

Leslie, I loved the poem. A masterful painting. This hits home.

Greatly enjoyed and high marks again!

Very best regards,

Rick

[Sahar moonlight]

something in this poem makes me read it again and again. Though am not sure what it is.
Seems magic for me.

[Lina Grey]

Great poem. Love the extended metaphor and the abstract details. Thank you.

[Rene Velez]

Quite intriguing...choices that are not our own, and some that are, places at times where we are not meant to be, well written and thought provoking.

[Keve]

Great imagery and flows nicely. I chose the wrong parents too... and I suppose, at times, my daughter has felt I was a poor pre-natal choice. We do the best, and at times the worst, we can.

I loved this poem

[Emily B]

we all know this place, I'm not sure any of us could have described it any better

[Lydia Blackwell]

i am liking your style.
"I rubberneck big events,
curious as to the insides of people."

i, too, am curious and that is why I like the poetry that shows me a glimpse of what is happening on the insides of people.
you have a great style and a variant of subject matter. well done indeed.

[asdarkeyesclose]

'This is probably not my place.
I have been washed here like a saline branch.'

Great use of image and metaphor left this intriguing and fresh. An enjoyable poem open to several interpretations. :)