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august eighteenth

by Ava Blu

i try to bundle up,
keep the doubts away from my chest,

(these doubts consume my air,
they consume my love)

but the fire around you is
burning out of control and i
no longer know how.

08/19/2009

Posted on 08/19/2009
Copyright © 2024 Ava Blu

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 08/19/09 at 06:42 PM

Again, it comes down to that ability to nail something so beautifully, so flawlessly and in so few words. What I like is that there's certain kind of knowing in this, whereas most writers would make it sound like they're afraid of something like what you describe here. There's a really well-expressed idea of strength in that. This doesn't read like someone who knows what's going on and doesn't know what to do next. This reads like someone who knows exactly what they're going to do next. I like that, and I really like this poem.

Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 08/19/09 at 06:44 PM

To put it another way, I read this and almost believe you do know how but just haven't decided to reveal that to us yet. I could be wrong. Even if I am, I still really like this.

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