10-04-2014, 09:19 AM
I've never written poetry seriously before, nor read it, but I've always respected it as an art form. I decided to join your forum and see if I could enjoy getting involved in poetry.
The other day in a burst of random inspiration I wrote a quick poem about my frustration with my own mind.
I know it's no good by normal standards, but it's my first go. Regardless I'd like it if people could give me honest feedback, you can be as harsh or unharsh as you want, doesn't matter to me. I'd like to know what I did well at(if anything) and where I could use the most improvement.
I built a mountain on a rough foundation
and built a rough foundation in a fog of dissociation
I built it in delusion with certainty in my confusion
and built dark labrynths to safely hid the truth in
from bottom to top I built my way to the peak
layer by layer, careful to cover the lies underneath
Behind strong walls I trapped that that I wish not see
and atop them placed beautiful pastures of artificial green
now finally standing atop my creation
I try to look down in celebration
and only then do I begin to wonder why the ground is shaking.
I have no perspective on my own writing, not just because I'm to subjective to my own writing but because I'm completely unversed in poetry and have nothing to base my perspective on. My hope with sharing this is to get a better picture of what my writing is at so I can figure out which direction to go with it.
Thanks, and hello to everyone
. Hopefully I'll stick around here for a while
The other day in a burst of random inspiration I wrote a quick poem about my frustration with my own mind.
I know it's no good by normal standards, but it's my first go. Regardless I'd like it if people could give me honest feedback, you can be as harsh or unharsh as you want, doesn't matter to me. I'd like to know what I did well at(if anything) and where I could use the most improvement.
I built a mountain on a rough foundation
and built a rough foundation in a fog of dissociation
I built it in delusion with certainty in my confusion
and built dark labrynths to safely hid the truth in
from bottom to top I built my way to the peak
layer by layer, careful to cover the lies underneath
Behind strong walls I trapped that that I wish not see
and atop them placed beautiful pastures of artificial green
now finally standing atop my creation
I try to look down in celebration
and only then do I begin to wonder why the ground is shaking.
I have no perspective on my own writing, not just because I'm to subjective to my own writing but because I'm completely unversed in poetry and have nothing to base my perspective on. My hope with sharing this is to get a better picture of what my writing is at so I can figure out which direction to go with it.
Thanks, and hello to everyone
