brittle light
brittle light
Mar 27, 2019
This poem is part of the workshop:

Cellar Door

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Captive (cellar door workshop)

in brooding darkness
spoonfuls of lunar delight
induce swooning fools
to fanciful flight

wistful sighs
a twosome entwined
swelling fantasias
slowly arise

a whoosh of hope
has fanned rescue's flame
but the cellar door
slams all the same

so still

they remain

lost

in silence

the brooding darkness
recaptures
again

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft

About the Author

Region, Country: upstate New York USA, USA

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Comments

Geezer

as though it is supposed to depict a captor that loves his captive and the captive loving back, but still not being released. That is what I got from it anyway. It has some little rough spots, but overall, it is very good. ~ Geezer.
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brittle light

your take is as valid as my intention
that's poetry for you
we don't get to know the writers intention
we only get to read a piece and make of it what we will
whether written by a world renowned poet or something found scribbled on a napkin.

reading many of my poems is like driving 40 miles of bad road...rough and bumpy
one day, hopefully, the road will become a smooth ride

glad it had some good qualities (bumps aside)

thanks Gee,

Rula

trim the last few lines so as to make
"slams all the same" the last line.
Just my thoughts. You know better of course.
Thank you for sharing!

brittle light

I like your idea
sometimes it takes another set of eyes/ears to notice a "flaw"
I guess why there are such things as editors!

you have good instincts...I can tell because I agree (lol)