Face down

Face down in the street as love parades by

 

 

Face down

 

 

Fragile, this existence,

love

parading by-

 

As days count and storm clouds rise...

Beneath me on the pavement

lie the shards

of what I once was, what could have been,

silenced,

as the crowd looks on

 

Vast collections of splintered feelings

tear at me,

rip my flesh,

purge my heart,

bringing the pain of dying gardens,

over run with weeds of intense sense and truth,

as these faces

grow wicked

 

Oh how these blooms stare

openly gawking, (perhaps smirking)

as I drop the shears to the ground,

where they stick

face down,

and soften asphalt swallows

 

Nurtured inward lies converge on me

My beliefs chase me,

laugh at me,

taunt me,

like a parade balloon fighting against the wind

 

The marching band stands still,

there is no music,

only the mocking of colorful floats

shedding memories

like pink tissue crafted flowers

to the street

 

They trample me,

And I thank them…

For this is me,

face down

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Delaney]

I enjoyed how you've painted this picture of celebration and the colorful and happy aura of a parade, however the message is quite contrary. Almost as if being tortured by unknowing forces, things that don't know they are hurting you and you cannot find it to release yourself from the pain and overcome such tragedies. Although, despite all the pain and torment, you thank them, because of this maltreatment you have prospered much farther than they ever could. I think this is a beautifully composed balance of the good and the bad in a person. Bad qualities have good attributes, as well as good have bad. What a wonderful contradiction! Nicely done.

Yours truly, Delaney

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Delaney. I truly appreciate you stopping by and leaving me such sweet words.

[InsanityWriter]

So much emotion and power in your words... Amazing work.
Listen to the song "Nero" by Two Steps From Hell... It perfects this poem. Great work!! I enjoyed reading it. (:

[Jack...]

Thank you my friend, I will do that.

[Baby Ricochet]

"of what I once was, what could have been." Man. That's some line.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much sir.

[Zahra]

very nice, emotion flowing through the whole poem.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my friend.

[Frieda P]

Should I tell you that I gasped and sighed simultaneously whilst reading this one, it grabs the heartstrings and gives a yank, yet so lovely in it's delivery. I can't say enough how utterly gorgeous your writing is, I'm running out of adjectives, this one is a favorite of mine, you've grown in the past few weeks within your own poetry, I didn't think it possible! I adore this one....x 100/100

[Jack...]

Thank you so much, I was hoping you would like it. I am stepping more and more out of my comfort zone beacuse of your work, which I find so inspiring. Thanks again.

[Frieda P]

You know how much I love all your work, but I'm duly impressed that you can do it all, write songs, rhyme, spoken word, is there no end to your genius?!

[Jack...]

I make a mean omlette...

[Frieda P]

Throw some bacon in and I'm so there...

[Melissa]

Jack, leave it to you to capture the heart of the moment. I think this can be taken literal or from the point of view of objects. Flowers, Balloons, the area, it's all about the experience and what it does.

It's good to see you reaching beyond your comfort zone, you wear your poet's hat well.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Melissa. I appreciate your kind words.

[Melissa]

Hey, was I correct? LOL about the poem?

[Jack...]

Not exactly...guess again

[TL Boehm]

Oh how these blooms stare
openly gawking, (perhaps smirking)
as I drop the shears to the ground,
where they stick
face down,
and soften asphalt swallows

You write eloquently of love - of romance and of joy - but you also write so well about 'the other side of it' the loss, the disappointment. This put a lump in my throat.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much my sweet friend. Yes, unfortunately I have experience in that area too.

[Emerald Seas]

You never stop amazing me with your writing and ability to grasp your reader with an emotional hold that leaves a deep penetrating impression. I shouldn't be able to relate to this poem, but oh how I do and it just tugs at old wounds...
"My beliefs chase me,
laugh at me,
taunt me,
like a parade balloon fighting against the wind"
Wow... well done!

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Dear Sera, perhaps we have more in common than you might think. So how was the reunion?

[Emerald Seas]

You're welcome - and it's fine... :)

[Veronica Chandler]

Incredibly moving write; I am not sure why but this one had me grasping my chest where my heart lives. The ache came profoundly into my psyche and touched a nerve, sending waves of sadness coursing through my spirit.
"Fragile this existence-love parading by."
Wow!

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Veronica. I truly appreciate your always kind reviews of my work.

[Holly Mason]

face down - because the thing you love most is not around you
shedding memories like pink tissue crafted flowers-if it was that easy
settling is the most difficult thing in the world,wondering of what could of been the second...
if you were laying face down in a puddle-I wonder would it be a puddle of tears
great write my friend this will be my favorite well until my next favorite*)
thank you for sharing

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much my friend.