Free verse № 24574
Goodbye
I must make clear
that I can only offer you
words that will not help -
I have no capacity for action
and deplore all unncessary movement
I see people in the street
who are afraid of stillness
and I pity their hectic lives
you must have known
I never loved you
but that for a time it pleased me
to pretend that I did
George III was described
as the mollusc king
who never found his rock
he was mad and misplaced America
but in all situations
I can always find a niche
and keep my dreams within it -
to stray away is suicide,
if I am undefended, the snipers
will need only minutes
to pick me off
so I prefer not to leave
my attic room
I have to first
protect myself
behind the walls
where all, normally, is safe
and this choice renders you superfluous
you bring dangerous passions into my ordered life
and this undermines the rigour
with which I choose to order my domain
12 comments
You have a lovely clarity to your work. The George III bit threw me at first--seemed as if it should be literally parenthetical, but then, in context, its disjointedness seemed appropriate.
Typo in line 6 of last stanza? "where all, normally IS(?) safe?"
Maybe our paths will cross again, I would value your opinions/critique on my work.
Are you a wales fan? their playing better than England at the moment at soccer
As it happens, I really don't care about the football. Wales beats an obscure ex-Soviet republic in the Caucasus and everyone gets very excited. There are better things to care about.
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So, Nick, who do you enjoy reading on poemranker, and what's up with the whole dark angel introspective?
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