Wednesday, January 26, 2011

The Trial

What I enjoy most about writing poetry is its lack of inhibition. It's a genre that's boundless, with endless possibilities and chances for creativity. You can mix and match too; bringing narrative to a poem to paint a story or rhyming couplets that have you composing a song. I also appreciate the subjectivity of a poem, the interpretive element it what truly makes it unique.


And so I sent some men to fight, and one came back at dead of night.
Said he'd seen my enemy. Said he looked just like me.
- Same Mistake, James Blunt

The man inside your head bears a cyclone –
flashes of unyielding self- reprimand.
He thinks of time when his eyes shone from the bliss of ducats,
shudders because of unrealized virtue; a phantom noble.
Drawing in clogged oxygen; he prepares for The Trial.

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And for once, our universe is parallel.

And for once, our universe is parallel.