Hook

Hook

A Poem by ZeeArsonist

i am memorizing your perfect face,
gently pulling at the glass bone of your sides.
you are busy

writing poetry on the ceiling

arms folded coolly behind

your. own. private. thoughts.
ijustblink shutter speed
bending awkward silence

like a metal hanger on a hook

tonight i realize Juliet was no astronomer
in fact she was a thief.

© 2014 ZeeArsonist


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I am but left speechless. AMAZING❤

Posted 11 Years Ago


It's hard to explain. But the feeling of it and the simple imagery of this was nice.

Posted 14 Years Ago


Exquisite flow, and word usage. Great write. :)

Posted 15 Years Ago


Most assuredly a talented work. I truly enjoyed this piece. Keep up the great work!

Posted 15 Years Ago


I really applaud you for the image of writing poetry on the ceiling as if staring and deep in thought - you paint a picture of someone who has isolated themselves, yet is broken - almost unreachable. The tie in to the memorable character of Juliet intensified the pain and beauty. Great work and leaves plenty of room for interpretation.

Posted 16 Years Ago


The pacing of this is really quite splendid-- the use of punctuation and the run-together words is effective, and used judiciously. I'm not 100% sure how well the last two lines work--they're intriguing, certainly, but I think the connection to the rest of the piece is a bit tentative. Still, there is a great deal to like here; the piece is finely crafted, and the imagery is fresh and evocative.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Added on February 26, 2008
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