by Olivia Weinkein
hats off to you, my tiny hint
of surrender when the days turn to darkness
and it becomes all thats left to see.
i will sit down with you and get to know you
better, better than they ever will,
when all the rivers turn too shallow to swim in
and when every sunset no longer guarantees
a sunrise to follow, i will sit down with you
and get to know you better, better
than they ever will,
would ever want to.
i have a hand for you to hold, my flailing suicide
and you will always have my heart to swallow.
Posted on 07/08/2003
Copyright © 2023 Olivia Weinkein
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Max Bouillet on 07/08/03 at 10:17 PM|
Dark but beautifully written... excellent personification.
|Posted by Glenn Currier on 07/10/03 at 02:37 AM|
Brilliant, outstanding poem! It is so poignant. It pulled me into its monologue and caused me to think in a new way about suicide and its possibility. A real gift, Olivia. Bravo!
|Posted by Vimal Rony on 07/23/03 at 07:58 PM|
Congrats on POTD.A very well deserved one.
|Posted by Amanda L Marron on 07/24/03 at 08:22 PM|
i truly enjoyed this poem. great write.
|Posted by Ginette T Belle on 12/15/03 at 05:30 AM|
great flow...it's lovely...
|Posted by Cole Miller on 01/06/04 at 04:06 AM|
this is so dark but so lovely at the same time.
|Posted by Lauren Singer on 01/28/04 at 04:23 PM|
|Posted by Joan Serratelli on 03/20/09 at 04:17 PM|
BEAUTIFUL- i can understand why this was a POTD!