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Old 06-19-2008, 12:11 PM   #1
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Google Me Some Hopelessness

Google Me Some Hopelessness

Google me hopelessness; I’m feeling lucky.
Self-help assaults me, depressive diagnoses,
like little fluffy clouds and rainbows
squished beneath my rump.

I wish the color blue would drown--
it balloons in a pool of pungent bile
blasting its shadow across the sky.
Arms close, tears cease, a snail crosses the driveway
in slow motion. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale…
repeat until the record really is
broken, not just scratched and pitted, but
in pieces I can bury in hard earth--
my bittersweet shrine to the sun, freer
of shadows and driver of cold clouds
across the parking lot; the gas leak won’t go,
just sits there evaporating:
a mucus membrane on the hot sidewalk. At least
the shade stays away and my mind burns
slower than a depleted propane stove.

My needle’s rusted in soggy skylines,
though there’s nary a cloud
to be seen aloft in August winds.
Scratches on my Tablet wear, why
hold to un-rewarding truths, when lies will serve
the dreaming more? No blunted tip can hold
‘til life has passed through war to hope’s reward.
The answer is always only silver
but if not for the destination, what
journey would be undertaken? Silence
waits at the end of roads
built with bricks
and stagnant wishes, a dream--
under wood and brass--
deferred is hope preserved.

The knob, and the illusion
shattered, a wall awaits.

I keep a box on
the shelf and put
a scrap of hope
in every day.
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Old 06-19-2008, 01:11 PM   #2
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if i was qualified to critique this, i would, but i suck. i love it.
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Old 06-19-2008, 01:22 PM   #3
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Google Me Some Hopelessness

Love the title and these lines:

I wish the color blue would drown--

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale…

I keep a box on
the shelf and put
a scrap of hope
in every day.
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Old 06-19-2008, 01:23 PM   #4
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Some of my favorite lines, as well.
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Wow, this struck the right chord for me - I can really relate to the topic.

"I wish the color blue would drown--"

Great sentence, full of futile anger.

"my bittersweet shrine to the sun, freer
of shadows and driver of cold clouds
across the parking lot; the gas leak won’t go
"

Another favorite - love the abrupt change from majestic to petty.

Two things though - the title seemed too superficial in the grand scheme of the poem, and -

"I wish the color blue would drown--
it balloons in a pool of pungent bile
blasting its shadow across the sky.
"

I think it would read better if blasting is replaced with "and blasts". Either way will work though.

I've personally never seen this specific topic written about before, and I'm glad somebody did it so eloquently.
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Old 06-19-2008, 09:51 PM   #6
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The knob, and the illusion
shattered, a wall awaits.


Loved this line, and I don't often love.
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Old 06-19-2008, 10:11 PM   #7
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Wow, this struck the right chord for me - I can really relate to the topic.

"I wish the color blue would drown--"

Great sentence, full of futile anger.

"my bittersweet shrine to the sun, freer
of shadows and driver of cold clouds
across the parking lot; the gas leak won’t go"

Another favorite - love the abrupt change from majestic to petty.

Two things though - the title seemed too superficial in the grand scheme of the poem, and -

"I wish the color blue would drown--
it balloons in a pool of pungent bile
blasting its shadow across the sky."

I think it would read better if blasting is replaced with "and blasts". Either way will work though.

I've personally never seen this specific topic written about before, and I'm glad somebody did it so eloquently.
I left out a comma there, it seems, though that may not have bearing on your comment. I think it would work both ways, but I will give some thought as to whch I like best. Right now it's about even.

As to tne title, it really relates more to art of the inspiration, rather than any expression of feeling in the poem itself. But I'll take a look at possible changes.

Cyric- thank you. I'm rather enamored of those lines myself.
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