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Epiphany of Life
I froze, daunted by my morbid fantasy
awoken to find myself on the edge.
At the behest of a monster, paralyzed
my old enemy shook me to the core.
“Look through her, but not into her eyes;
ignore their lustrous splendor.”
Choking on the moths in my throat
drowning on my breath, crumbling to earth,
crawling toward a light in a tunnel of night
I hear angel’s laughter roaring in the wind.
“The irony that a sight so beautiful and
irresistible could deliver such horror to see.”
My dignity and phobia at war within
obstructing my path to peril.
Give me courage to face my demons
through eagle eyes and plummet to my death.
“Stand and face the fear, don’t deny
your objective, fulfill your black destiny.”
At the edge of life and land with the wind
in my hair, I gaze onto the horizon.
The ocean alive, seething with energy,
surging walls charging toward the cliff.
“Waves are like serpents; a torrent of venom,
slowly crushing rocks into sand.”
The deceiver, a thunderous force
in disguise, swells then attacks at zenith.
Its head pulled back ready to strike
glows brilliant as an emerald… then bites.
‘Hiss!’ It melts into the ocean depths,
within the cycle of the pith.
I peer down upon my epiphany of life.
The escarpment, sculptured by elements at war
power of destruction and glory of creation.
I hold my breath, reflecting upon how one could think
of death. This manifest of fear and vision of death
conquered by a wondrous sight.
Published 23rd Jun 2013
| Edited 1st Jul 2013
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My first instinct is to make a comparison to a rock group and a fiction writer .Really your work stands alone; a unique write.
Most notable are the the use of what we normally see as opposites (life/death, destruction/creation, angels/demons). One is noticeable absent, the "peace" component of war/peace. Considering the bulk of the composition that isn't too surprising.
Although one could make a case the last line suggests peace.
Most notable are the the use of what we normally see as opposites (life/death, destruction/creation, angels/demons). One is noticeable absent, the "peace" component of war/peace. Considering the bulk of the composition that isn't too surprising.
Although one could make a case the last line suggests peace.
24th Jun 2013 4:56pm
Hi JAZZMANOR,
Thank you for your comments. I find your observations very interesting regarding the components of the poem.
Where is the peace? Once the character overcame his fear of heights to fulfil his morbid fantasy his "inner voices" were silenced, found at the bottom of stanzas 1 to 4, when standing "At the edge of life and land with the wind in my hair." At this point the character took in the wondrous sight. He experienced inner peace, which is suggested by not repeating the "inner voices," in the final 2 stanzas.
Anyway, thats just my own interpretation of the poem. I do value your insights (I think I could learn a thing or two from you). Thank you again for your feedback and compliments.
Regards
case28
Thank you for your comments. I find your observations very interesting regarding the components of the poem.
Where is the peace? Once the character overcame his fear of heights to fulfil his morbid fantasy his "inner voices" were silenced, found at the bottom of stanzas 1 to 4, when standing "At the edge of life and land with the wind in my hair." At this point the character took in the wondrous sight. He experienced inner peace, which is suggested by not repeating the "inner voices," in the final 2 stanzas.
Anyway, thats just my own interpretation of the poem. I do value your insights (I think I could learn a thing or two from you). Thank you again for your feedback and compliments.
Regards
case28
24th Jun 2013 9:13pm
It is said that facing the possibility of death can bring a sense of inner peace. Death is perceived as such a mystery. Coming close to experiencing it must have some affect.
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- Edited 14th Nov 2018 6:35pm
23rd Jun 2013 2:32pm
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24th Jun 2013 5:07pm
Thank you so much Magdalena for your great feedback.
Hey, bad luck with the F-bomb competition, I thought your poem won hands down.
Cheers
case28
Hey, bad luck with the F-bomb competition, I thought your poem won hands down.
Cheers
case28
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- Edited 14th May 2018 5:43pm
23rd Jun 2013 8:11pm
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24th Jun 2013 5:11pm
I thought maybe I was trying to cram too much into the poem, but from the feedback it looks like it worked. Thanks so much AngelicD. for your comments.