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The birdboy that was (Icarus) (Free verse) by Y2kSlamPoet
It went on and on about
nothing.
It was a tricksy child
attempting to convince others
of its non-existent meaning
A parrot that droned
on and on about
nothing
Convincing those naive
that it was pretty.
A birdboy that was
defeathered, boiled alive
and eaten for supper--
meaning still nothing
Turned to fuel so those
that heard his futile screams
can live to hear the sound
of silence.
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Arithmetic Mean: 3.5
Weighted score: 4.928861
Overall Rank: 9259
Posted: February 15, 2004 4:56 PM PST; Last modified: February 15, 2004 4:56 PM PST
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Would be worthy of a poem with it as a central theme. The idea of it can be used in other similar tales - like christ's body used as fertilizer, perhaps (would have to work around the logic problem of the whole stored in a cave thing, though).
As for the rest of this poem, it smacks of an attack on someone, though I don't think the reader is given a solid idea of who - a personal mission perhaps?
It's a very dense prosaic style, but I can appreciate the use of language in it.
I wouldn't call it pretty, but certainly not an attemp at trickery.
That's what this poem is about then, about another poemranker poet? Yeah, about that... how's that whole "wounded schoolboy" thing workin for ya?
You have some good perspectives, why waste it on stuff like this?
Wounded Schoolboy? What are you talking about? The poem isn't an act of retaliation or something, its simply my way of turning my irritation into a artistic output..
Plus I was thinking about Icarus at the time and wanted to write something based on the story, but I didn't have a real idea how to start.. crwncka inspired me despite the fact that I didn't like that particular poem of his.. wounded? Far from it.
I read that poem of his and wrote this a while ago. I didn't post it then because at the time I saw it as one of my "journal entry poems".