Go pound sand

I feel my body
Trying to kick
My soul
To the streets,
And go rest
Eternally
In the ground;
My psyche
Has to tell it,
Go pound sand.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem made me want to know more. I did like the ending Maxwell. Pound the sand till we cannot no-more. Amazing use of thoughts and poetry.
Coyote

[Troy Henson]

I feel angst and frustration here and the muse looking for a way to to expense some of this somehow. Go pound the sand I say 😊

[Maxwell Ryder]

Just trying to keep the soul home for as long as possible before the psyche gives her wings to fly somewhere to the beyond.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

You capture the desperate nature of this dilemma in this nice pithy little freeverse and give the reader a sense of the sadness the protagonist feels as his psyche urges him to take out his frustration in a less harmful fashion.

[Maxwell Ryder]

The psyche seems to be the key in holding on to the sould for as long as possible, barring terminal disease, of course. Thanks, John.