Held

I wrote a lot last night...

 

Shedding skin and

            peeling layers

until my body clenches.

 

wishing

            yearning, my bones

       buckle under

the pressure of so

            much

            hope.

 

I beg the earth

            to end this joy,

because I can’t stand

my humanity. 

Reviews

[Kara Emily Krantz]

this is really quite a wonderful piece.

'my bones

buckle under

the pressure of so

much

hope."

that was intense and beautiful and made me eyes grow wide and my heart whimper... wanting to hope too.

and then to say it's too much - thats a great concept.
i would extend that last verse (just slightly) by writing out "I can not stand" instead of "can't" - perhaps? it makes the flow a bit better, and has a stronger impact as the closing statement. :)

love this. really love this.
hugs

[James K. Blaylock]

Wow, I really loved this piece. Congrats on the win!

jkb

[Travis Lawrence]

I really, really like this poem, the line breaks and spacing are great, and I love how you use hope. I see it as being interpretted as either a positive or negative connotation.

"I beg the earth
to end this joy,
because I can't stand
my humanity."

I understand the last two lines, but "end this joy" is perplexing to me. End joy within you? Within someone else? Within humanity?

Solid poem, seriously good stuff.

[E. M. Murren]

This is a thought provoking work. It is very well done. Many cheers.

[Ruby Moon]

at first i couldnt understand the relation of the title to the piece
then i thought of maybe you want the earth to hold you
like cradle you at its bosom...like a mother
the first part makes me think of the lies and masks being peeled away
being totally honest, the second of hoping...but also makes me think
maybe its like how the flesh and skin rot in the earth...leaving the bones
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do you understand me or am i mumbling again?
sorry if i interprated it wrongly...please do explain to me if i am wrong
then i can come back and look at it with fresh eyes