Regret has an anthem that echoes in the silences of the night.
It blankets with doubt, and steals rest with it's own blunt knife.
All the missed calls, cracked china ,and dying gardens of the day,
are like open caskets that were meant to be closed, but I will look anyway.
The luxury to forget all the mundane and colossal will not be found,
for all the shadows blends in like a face is to a shroud.
Yet, like a long illness, rest will certainly come soon enough,
as it passes through the remains of what could have been ,and all that never was.
Prompt 2 Insomnia
Oh Carrie a real Pandora's box...
ReplyDelete"are like open caskets that were meant to be closed, but I will look anyway."
Although I find the piece rather melancholy it is beautiful
What a lovely way to describe the most nerve wrecking phenomenon.... :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Gwei and RA, hope you all have a wonderful Monday. :-)
ReplyDeleteGreat images, Carrie!
ReplyDeleteThank you Gordon. Have a good Monday! :)
ReplyDeleteI love your descriptions, they are so vivid and powerful...I can feel the passionate emotions suffused into this piece.
ReplyDeleteThank you Sam. :-)
ReplyDeleteregret really is a blunt knife. Thanks for sharing this, it's beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThis has a surreal beauty to it, love it. That picture is amazing.
ReplyDeleteThank you JoAnn and Ladan for reading my blog. I hope you both have a wonderful Tuesday. :-)
ReplyDeleteRegret has an anthem that echoes in the silences of the night.
ReplyDeleteIt blankets with doubt, and steals rest with it's own blunt knife.
Loved these lines.Brilliant.
A dark poem but I enjoyed it. The picture is perfect for it too!!
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"Yet, like a long illness, rest will certainly come soon enough,
as it passes through the remains of what could have been ,and all that never was."
I makes me a bit sad but its so beautiful.
Thank you Nithin and Robert for taking the time to read it. I appreciate everyone's comments. :-)
ReplyDeleteOh yes! Gwei Mui nailed it. 'like open caskets that were meant to be closed, but I will look anyway'. What a great line! Why do we do it to oursleves! Wonderful.
ReplyDeleteCarrie...so lovely. I felt a longing for second chances in this poem. At least, that is how it spoke to me. Please keep writing!....((Hugs))
ReplyDeletewow. you use some vivid and powerful imagery...i like it.
ReplyDeleteThank you Stafford,Kat,and Brian for stopping by. Love your comments, and love reading your blogs.
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I cannot think of an intelligent comment for this but I will try in an emotional way.
ReplyDeleteDark yet enlightening
Real yet surreal.
And you have your own unique form..
This poem has many aspects that are humanistic and very relateable to most readers. The image of laying in bed, pondering on regret is something almost everyone can understand.
ReplyDeleteThe scene of the open casket symbolizes to me the acceptance of the reality of the world outside the narrator's mind. Though he/she wants to look away, he/she can't because what is resting there is the truth. This line of the poem alone embodies realism in essence. The bold images scream out in the silence of mental pictures, emotions, and memories that what has happened did happen, and it cannot be shut away.
The context of the metaphorical "open casket" presumes that what rests inside it is too savage for the outside world to see. Within the poem the casket is supposed to be shut away or hidden. There are elements of resistance to this, because the narrator's mind refuses to push it back. He/she stares openly at it, and all the mess that resides within.
Another extraordinary image within this poem is the shadowy blanket that is described. This shadow creates a black "ghost-like" image as it covers a face within the description. There is also the possibility of the presence of suffocation and/or a "haunting". The symbolism behind the mythical ghost is similar to that of the poet's topic of regret. Much like a ghost cannot pass on to the next life due to unfinished business, the narrator cannot pass into the realm of sleep because of his/her remorse.
This description of regret is both powerful and instructional. It beautifully conveys to the reader the characteristics of regret and anxiety.
You are a teacher indeed Becky....your observations on this one are amazing and a compliment to my heart...thank you! :-)
ReplyDeleteaww thanks! There's always such depth to your writing, its very profound.
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