There is such a haunted sense to your words. Those feelings that rise when we're children running from fear.. and can carry on as we're adults too.. as life creeps up on us.. Both a masterful piece visually and one that touches deep inside the mind.
I love the innocence of childhood that's displayed throughout this piece. As I was reading this, I was reminded of my own childhood and the activities my brothers and I engaged in. When I was a year old, I hid behind the bathroom door. My mother looked all over for me. She got scared and worried, because she couldn't find me. When she finally looked behind the bathroom door, I was all smiles, while waving to her and saying, "Hi, mommy." She didn't know whether to laugh, or to cry. She said to me with a smile on her face, "Kiki, what are you doing here hiding behind this door. I looked all over for you and got scared because I couldn't find you." After that she put little bells on my shoes so she could keep a more careful watch over me.
This can be taken different ways and that is good writing, my friend. I thought it is cool how the narrator actually battles the "subliminal" danger. Even the moonlight can't help, but the sun will eventually rise!
Fear is the one thing we can't hide from nor can we out run it. I have suffered from anxiety since I was 18 and I have learned to control it. this poem reminds me of those times when it flares up but I don't let it stop me anymore. Anxiety attack or not I get out and do what I want. It is horrible in those moments and this is what this poem reminds me of. those fears that we have buried so far inside our self that we aren't sure what we a scared of any more. I love how brilliantly you have written this and conveyed your messages so creatively
i really like this. i love using the moon and the sun in poetry, and it's interesting to see how other people use them as well. sometimes in different ways. it's neat. i love this. thanks for sharing!
No hiding from those certain fears that cripple and maime, and yes that last verse is very eerie and haunting....half hopeful, half ominous.
Wonderful and written with such depth to keep me pondering the different levels of meaning for awhile.
love this!
Awesome. Definitely can feel and identify with the conflict. Very strong with an eerie feel to it. Love that last stanza; it could be hopeful or taunting. Great piece!
It's better to be dead and cool than alive and uncool
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Birth name: Dale Deadmond
Born November 20th, 1969
Metaphorically speaking music is my BFF and poetry is my soulmate.
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my favorite poets are E.A. Poe, Dylan Thomas, R.. more..