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my eyes are wide open again

by Ava Blu

standing in the rain now
carries too many possibilities
and not enough dumb luck to win

once a refreshing twist in my daily pain,
now a reminder of how little I have gained

staring into the field,
a teenager without the world on my back,
with only the path in front of me calling my name
calling for the voice they muffled
to sit up straight and demand attention

the stars haven't been that bright again
and the field has been replaced with pavement;

running in the parking lot just isn't like running into the open field
never caring about the thunder,
always running towards
and not from

that teenager is writing,
telling the stories she swore would stay buried,
letting the truth swim,
letting the rain wash her clean

and my eyes are wide open,
not waiting around for someone else to take my chances away
or write the stories I never could before.

07/09/2009

Posted on 07/09/2009
Copyright © 2024 Ava Blu

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 07/09/09 at 07:21 PM

I like how this feels like the first thing someone would right after a long night of entirely too many dreams and memories trying to play at the same time. There's a confidence to this that's even stronger than what we usually find in your pieces. You know what you want, and you know what you're looking at. It's the idea of waking up and finally having an idea of what's out there and knowing exactly how to express it. And always, you express it with a flawless attention to voice and language.

Posted by Maude Curtis on 07/09/09 at 11:34 PM

Love the poem and sentiment

Posted by Nicole D Gregory on 07/10/09 at 12:21 AM

This is fantastic! Very open and honest. I'm always so impressed with your written expression and contemplation of emotion. Thanks so much for sharing this. Hugs, ~N

Posted by Kris Mara on 07/10/09 at 09:31 PM

forgive me if I repeat myself here...this is such an honest piece of reflection and internal reinforcement...it's like capturing a single internal moment...one that's difficult, but necessary to live through to come to terms with the things that would be easier to run from...I agree that there's a great strength and resolve in this piece...a determination to stand up no matter what you have to face...and that's admirable...and necessary to survival...so many people don't have the strength to face the things that can kill us inside...it's not an easy thing to do...so when I read your words here, I have hope....sorry such a long comment, I think I'm blabbing tonight....

Posted by Olivia Martin on 07/13/09 at 01:22 AM

Ava, You know, I find it eerie and ironic how two complete strangers can be sharing a very similar feeling at the same time. It seems I am always drawn back to your poetry when your newest pieces share a sentiment that I have yet to be able to uncover. You did an absolutely amazing job with this piece. The clarity, the truth, the sentiment -- it all works wonders. Thank you, again, for making the abstract so tangible.

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