Two Souls

For Rainer Maria Rilke.

I have two souls,

the one brave,the other fearsome.

You may take charge of one.

Over the night town,

across the bridge,

I see the brake lights

of the trucks heading to Austria.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I like the thoughts in the poem. I would like to know the purpose of the road to Austria. Easy to be brave and fearsome. Being wise in the hard thing. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote

[Tenebrousoul]

Good poem.

Wish it had been just a bit longer.

[Jeremy Baker]

I really like the contrast between fearsome and the unspoken fearful, the resignation and despair that accompanies the image of the truck lights disappearing over the border. The subtlety of the ending invites the reader to ponder and question. I really enjoyed reading this beautifully sad yet defiant poem.

[Lina Grey]

Loved the imagery and the proof of feelings, both on and off the surface. I could sense the dread and power behind the words. Thank you.

[Sunni Davis]

Very powerful words. I sense both strength and sadness here. Well done!

[stars are far]

Niice work..

[Hotwater]

Always that feeling of sadness in your last verses (the two I've read so far anyway!) Good poetry... not so easy to dismiss and not too hard to leave you frustrated.
*bird*

[WindSong]

Great poems don't have to be long and endless! I love this poem and the way it made me feel reading it! It's a beauty!

WindSong

[Kim's Poems]

I enjoyed this and the imagery.
Real nicely done.

[E.H. Monroe]

I can't get over a feeling of dread with this. Like heading to some sort of work camp in the 40's.
The two souls, the surface feelings and the under the surface. Almost like someone has to be brave for two people. scary s**t indeed.
Then the idea of the brake lights, the anticipation could drown someone. Not getting there, but getting there non the less, like watching yourself get chewed by a big f*****g anaconda.

Normally for short I'd want more, but I have to say, this damn thing is the perfect length to drive that depression level into the atmosphere.

you just killed a fly with a sledgehammer

booya