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She Thinks Of Men Waiting (Free verse) by Christof
Everyday on time comes creaking On the line a girder truck. Where hill shoulders up To warehouse she looks And thinks of men waiting. They watch for the train Slugging its weight; they watch For a woman to volley their stares Until, like welded joints, they freeze Before the foremen call them back. No Medusa so benign Braved a Perseus so afraid; But in the pub, she thinks, they'll say That I am stab-tooth, serpent-kind.

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Arithmetic Mean: 6.1
Weighted score: 5.55
Overall Rank: 2470
Posted: September 3, 2002 7:28 AM PDT; Last modified: September 3, 2002 7:28 AM PDT
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[10] vulcan @ 80.242.3.70 | 3-Sep-02/7:49 AM | Reply
It was pure poetry.congratulations!Get them published and I'll be the first to buy!(you may have done it already.I'll be happy to know).Wish you success.
[n/a] Christof @ | 3-Sep-02/7:51 AM | Reply
Thanks Vulcan that means a lot. And best wishes to you!
[10] vulcan @ 80.242.3.70 | 3-Sep-02/7:54 AM | Reply
Sorry again!"Until,like welded joints,they freeze"to the end is wonderful.Enrapturing!
[7] <~> @ 167.206.181.179 | 3-Sep-02/8:47 AM | Reply
funny to think of a benign medusa. funny to think that someone with looks so wild would worry what others think...
[10] god'swife @ 209.179.211.114 | 3-Sep-02/9:17 AM | Reply
I really do love your poetry. I carry your images around with me. The stablehand and now these men. The transposing of the stereotypes is wonderful, and myth is eveything. Will they say that, or is she insecure? Concise.
[8] poetandknowit @ 65.101.210.123 | 3-Sep-02/9:57 AM | Reply
Oh Chrsitof, kiss, kiss, coverer of bridges and rocks with colored cloth, kiss, kiss, I carry your words with me into the shower each morn and watch the "rising". Please lets run away into some library and have a deep dark literary journey, just like the one in Byatt. Kiss, Kiss. Smooch, smooch. Nice poem, made it all the way through without wandering in the middle trying to out metaphor yourself. This one succeeds and I like. I am going to the shower now, baby!!
[8] poetandknowit @ 65.101.210.123 | 3-Sep-02/9:59 AM | Reply
And not to be picky, but I do not like the sound of the contraction at the end. they'll. I read it with "they will" and liked the sound and flow better, but hey that is me...off to the shower with this ringing in my head.
[10] god'swife @ 209.179.211.114 | 3-Sep-02/10:01 AM | Reply
Why do you care enough to comment?
[8] poetandknowit @ 65.101.210.123 | 3-Sep-02/10:11 AM | Reply
I was commenting on the poem. And giving Christof, the highest of praise. Many of his other poems wandered a bit trying to be too heady. Simple subjects deserve heady treatment, but make sure all the cogs are there. I am not simply going to mush, mush, kiss, kiss, over poetry that looks good on paper, but upon a closer look, needs a bit of tuning.
[10] god'swife @ 209.179.211.114 | 3-Sep-02/10:13 AM | Reply
But you were also commenting on my conversation with Christof. Why?
[8] poetandknowit @ 65.101.210.123 | 3-Sep-02/10:29 AM | Reply
Because it is cute and endearing and in a public place and I am ugly and a hater of the ugly children.
[10] god'swife @ 209.179.138.12 | 3-Sep-02/10:38 AM | Reply
oh come on, you're an educated man. You know everybody wants to go to bed with everybody else. They're lined up for blocks. I'll go to bed with you they won't miss us.
[7] <~> @ 167.206.181.179 | 3-Sep-02/10:40 AM | Reply
hey, can i get in on this going-to-bed business? i'd not be missed...at least for a few hours, anyway.
[10] god'swife @ 209.179.136.152 | 3-Sep-02/10:50 AM | Reply
What do you say p&k? Beautiful sobbing high-geared f**king and then we'll ly like silent deer tracks in the freshly fallen snow.
[8] poetandknowit @ 65.101.210.123 | 3-Sep-02/10:53 AM | Reply
Therefore, you do not buy my "I'm a six year old theory?" Shall I change the about me? I am an ugly man, educated in the east, living in Misery, who is a hater of the ugly people. My dear, I am a strongly committed ugly man. What shall my other think if I am scurrying off?
[10] god'swife @ 209.179.136.152 | 3-Sep-02/10:56 AM | Reply
Hell bring her along we'll make it a foursome.
[7] <~> @ 167.206.181.179 | 3-Sep-02/11:01 AM | Reply
maybe she'll--think of men waiting--to get in on it. personally, i prefer a higher man-to-woman ratio, but, what the hell.
[10] god'swife @ 209.179.136.152 | 3-Sep-02/11:09 AM | Reply
Well I'm off. I've got talk to a group of gang-bangers about abstinence, safe sex, and getting an education. No joke. I'll be thinking about all your loving naked bodies the whole time. Well in your case p&k I guess it's your ugly naked body. Have fun kids.
[n/a] Christof @ | 4-Sep-02/1:04 AM | Reply
Good grief. I obviously went home too early yesterday. If I'd hung on a bit I could've joined in with you lot. I was just in the mood too. What a sexed up place this is.
[n/a] daniella @ 200.45.51.140 > Christof | 19-Oct-02/10:02 PM | Reply
surely she waits for you? hunched over her fags, yellow-fingered twisting anticipation if not for her disillusionment. you took her picture and left her waiting there. perfect move.
[7] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 | 16-Jun-03/2:58 PM | Reply
Ha! cheers!
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