by Quinlan L Gibson

Standing on the edge looking out into the world I want to conquer
Yet I keep getting pushed off the 20th floor balcony,
Without an ominous falter; it hits me like a thunderstorm
Wicked and unforgiving; drenching, drowning
All the while continue to dream of living
And pursuing that pot of gold we’re told is there.
Breathing in the air that reeks of hypocrisy; Aristotle’s famed tragedy
Poetically leaving a stale trail on a stained veil.
Inflate and desecrate in gilded mendacity
Tenacity slapped in the face; replaced with rigormortis
It contorts and deforms into lethargy
Festering ironically in the same spot passion is born.
Unsheathed knife; A dead husband to a newlywed wife
And they say, it’s just life.


Author's Note: unsure of title as of now. may change...thoughts?

Posted on 09/15/2010
Copyright © 2024 Quinlan L Gibson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Stephan Anstey on 09/15/10 at 02:42 PM

a little rappish. You trying to compete with Eminem? You going to be Queinem?

Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 09/15/10 at 07:17 PM

Not sure. I do know I love what's here.

Posted by Susan Q Tomas on 10/05/10 at 06:20 PM

I wouldn't call it "Dreaming" as much as nightmare.

Posted by Johnny Crimson on 10/06/10 at 11:41 AM

"Tenacity slapped in the face; replaced with rigormortis" You get brownie point for using rigormortis effectively without sounding like a halloween sticker! :)

Posted by Bethany Lee on 10/19/10 at 11:27 PM

I enjoyed this piece. Sounds like spoken word. I do agree with changing the title, though. Dreaming is too soft of a title, imho.

Posted by W. Mahlon Purdin on 11/30/10 at 01:00 PM

Leave everything as is. How could you change it? Poems are like a chain reaction. You write them and something happens but who knows what. An "ominous falter" or a "pot of gold." This poem is beautifully both. That's life.

Posted by Rachelle Howe on 07/23/11 at 06:10 AM

Wow. Vivid and poignant.

Posted by Ken Harnisch on 09/09/11 at 12:13 PM

I hear the hip-hop beat when i read this aloud, Quinlan....but for the life of me I can't figure out another name...:)

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