oracle

05/2012

What have I done..

words have come into being

spoken from the mouth of my mind

animating the very horror I want to try and hide 

                       this is no game

                      I am no demigod 

art is a reflection of within

               the darkness that has built upon the walls of my heart

peels like paint

coming off in layers as I strip myself of its allure 

its comforting way

the death of me is accepting it

                        to give in is to die

to let go of the pain is life

Author's Note

Romans 10:9-11
9 That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.
10 For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.
11 For the scripture saith, Whosoever believeth on him shall not be ashamed.

Reviews

[Jazique]

Wicked. Really awesome poem with the metaphors and similies of the wall of your heart peeling like paint. The whole thing reminded me of this character from this show called Heroes I think. There was this character that was an artist that was basically an oracle. Everything he saw though basically, was death and torture. The true ugliness in life. Anyways your poem reminded me of him. It was as if you painted his soul perfectly with words. Also, what Emily Burns with explanation of art is never being pretty. To be honest the truth is never really pretty and most of the best artwork comes from a tortured soul or based off a tortured world. Sad really.

[johnnyqueer]

Amazing write.
I'm impressed every time I read your work!
Continue to write, forever :D

Well well said dear Joshua. I know this feeling, just it was YOU who expressed it in a way, nobody can. Deeper within your core. Honest.and pure, artistic very well done. I think you are wiser than you know yourself :)

E.L.

[Bare trees]

Letting go of all the darkness within that's been built up through the years is certainly a choice well taken. Darkness hides in us all, but not all can release it. A very good poem.

[rivers]

Epic honest artistic interpretation and communication of our mind and soul's potent intensity...I had read but needed time to digest my emotions because the meanings I find are very poignant.

"art is a reflection of within
the darkness that has built upon the walls of my heart
peels like paint
coming off in layers as I strip myself of its allure "

Light from darkness...

"to give in is to die
to let go of the pain is life"...

Life is the moment...

[Coyote Poetry]

"the death of me is accepting it
to give in is to die
to let go of the pain is life"
Good thoughts create by the poem. Life lead us to places where we know what is true and a lie. Hard part is knowing not what to do and accepting defeat. Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

[light and ashes]

Amazing :) This part is my favorite for some reason: "the darkness that has built upon the walls of my heart peels like paint coming off in layers as I strip myself of its allure," 100 Love that the origin of this is of God too.

[Muse]

I loved your quote. Despite my dark facade..I too believe in the gift of everlasting life. As long as we are earth bound...we cannot know life without pain. But that is part of the promise...to be delivered from all of THIS. The title...the message, it comes form within. The outside darkness is only temporary...the light in this world will someday prevail..and when it does...we'll finally understand the beauty behind the faceless God that provides this gift of faith and grace.

Interesting and thought provoking poem. Looking in is never easy and letting go even harder. Nice word choice to help push the emotions.

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

to me, this is all a lovely work of surrealism
especially
this poem's last half

[MusicLover]

I completely agree with Emily