I was a means to an end for you
A step on the ladder to ‘maturity’ and commitment
As if loving me could move you forward one step at a time and in the end you’d be cured of all your needs to run and be alone
Except
You forgot
It doesn’t matter what ladder you climb
Or have climbed in the past
What matters is who is climbing
And all you’ve actually managed to achieve
Is bringing your darkness to those who stood higher on the mound than you
;-)
I kept coming back to this one. It's very well written and the structure is excellent, but that's to be expected in a Rabbit poem. There was something I couldn't put my finger on for some reason, and as I sit here, under the full moon, reading this, it dawned on me; why this intrigued me so much. Your portrayal of darkness spreading upward! so unnatural, so brilliant!
:) you are too kind!I always
:) you are too kind!I always love discovering the poems that you come back to over and over again, they always throw me off gaurd, never the ones I expect to be popular, :) you just have a keen eye for odd beauty :)
Much Love
Ashley
;-)
I've lived in an odd world Dear ;-) and beauty isn't just in the eye of the beholder, that's too shallow. It's in the ability to influence the the heart, the soul, the mind, which you achieve so often. ;-)
:)
yup just :)
Much Love
Ashley
Right on!
Right on!
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.
:)
:)
Much Love
Ashley