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The laying of landmines

An overflow
No, a waterfall
Freefall tumbling, luscious abandon
& a smile, deep inside
Belatedly the sting & slice is registered in mild & growing confusion
A snag, deliberate & wanton, placed just so
I wonder why, as I will the joy to contain & dispell the disappointment mingled
An uninvited intrusion in the pleasure of the floating in the collection pool of contemplation.

I came here for joy & growth, sharing & learning
Why would anyone want to place such destructive snags at such a point?
I spy beneath the beauteous pool
Shards glinting in jagged threat, to sink into the tender sole (soul) of unsuspecting swimmers
Ribbons of pretty scarlet blood, swirling in perfect random art
dissipating into clear & unassuming waters

Is it an attempt to make these sacred waters unavailable to all but the elite?
What makes one more deserving?
& who should decide?
Is it bitterness at intrusion? Lack of generosity?
I stem the flow from a wound I would rather pretend did not occur
I chose to swim anyway… have I done wrong?
Have I caused a harm to anyone by being here?

The saddest thing, a being so poisoned by their own lack of generosity
Must hit out & damage another in a misguided attempt to make themselves feel better?
Does this serve anyone?
Of course not
How did it come to this,
that such a place of reverence & application be so accepting of the laying of landmines?

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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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I know, again, it needs lots of work to be a good poem yet... still raw. But that's what we're here for isn't it. If I felt satisfied already I may not seek the feedback (though it may still be useful). Just exploring a stream of consciousness flow here really... feel like I ran out of poetry & into reflection half way through... the balance between the topic/emotion/drive of the poem, & the actual result as a piece of art to offer up, is what I feel needs quite a bit of work here... I am interested in other opinions though. As for the topic, I am shocked at how damaging some folk think it's a fine thing to be, when they could offer to contribute instead, surely? How does it help anyone (the perpetrator especially) to try to do damage, I don't understand? Still, we are not here necessarilly for the underlying content I suppose. It's just we have all experienced unexpected attacks on our art or ourselves & wondered why (in some ways, an attack on the art is even acceptable if it offers some option for clarification, imrovement, growth, but an unprovoked personal attack should surely be either kept to private interaction or be tempered with a bit of compassion). PS this is not necessarilly related to Neopoet interaction, but may apply for all I know.
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who hath impinged upon thee? But mention his name and sooth, I shall carve its very letters in the varlet's hide!

Seriously, I hope it wasn't me. I may be sweet, but I'm also a clod (it's a man thing... you wouldn't understand) and I sometimes trip my way into hurting someone's feelings.
But lighter... I agree we're here to grow and recognize that poets have thinner skin than most humans (all that sensitivity stuff). We're encouraged to pick apart the poem and not the poet, so I'm truly sorry if someone has said an unkind word to you. Please don't let it chase you from NeoPoet. You're far too fresh of an asset to vacate because of a few distasteful words.

But if you need me to say something snotty and critical... well, you could get rid of the darn "&" things. What do you call that anyway? They are first and last your poems, so you must write as you see fit, but I think the twisted little things are ugly.

Truly I hope whatever has upset you has not done so badly enough to send you packing. I was just getting to know you and enjoying what I was learning. If there is anything I can do to help, just PM me and I'm on it.
wesley

W. H. Snow

A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds. Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Dear Wes, so sweet indeed... no, you certainly have NOT offended, nor has anyone that I know of definitely, it just happens sometimes. This was not meant to make anyone feel bad, I apologise that you have felt angst because of it (unless, of course someone has been deliberately disparaging & ungenerous, in which case I do hope they reflect on their intentions & the effect, it wouldn't hurt would it?).

It was a write that "fell onto paper" (or screen rather, these days), reflecting inner concerns no doubt, but the exercise here, for me, is to explore the actual writing, the "story" is kind of secondary in a way.

I always tick the heaviest option for critique & AM happy to be critiqued heavily, but am always shocked if someone places a personal attack (as they sometimes do). Essentially it is their loss, it can't make them feel better surely, how could it feel good I wonder? Still, it should NOT affect us if we have not done anything intentionally to deserve an attack, yet sadly I still feel undermined & vulnerable when it does... I wish so much that I had "thicker skin", I'm ok outside mostly when that happens, but find that in the wee hours it haunts & eats at me, creates sadness, & a lack of access to action is it's most pointy bit if you know what I mean. It does hurt despite, I wish it wouldn't, but I am not about to disapear from Neo again, due to any bullying, I am just recovering my ability to write again & I have MISSED it so desperately, any writer would understand that. So thank you for your chivallry & please don't fret in case you have caused any distress, absolutely not. This has to come down to an inner challenge, am I resilliant enough to manage a sense of rejection if one comes my way?... I seem to manage in my "real" life pretty well, though I admit I am gorgeously surrounded by good-hearted & wise people for the most part, who know the value of integrity & compassion. I worked hard wih the difficulties of my life to get to a point where I actually feel I am most worthy of such company.

Anyway... &&&... they are called "Ampersands" & I LOVE them, I think I explained somewhere else, to me they are a symbleof inclusion & acceptance, of addition & embracing life, & the shape of them is so curvy & sensuous... However, I see it is insensitive of me to continue to impose them when I do suspect you are among the majority who prefer to maintain a more traditional constancy of the english language, I shall cease to fly my flag of rebellion & compromise my very personal preference (alliteration?) since it is just that, & quite indulgent of me to impose it here... Ta for your input, feel free to "blunder" all you like, it is the intent that is hurtful if it is aim that way, I am not THAT sensitive that I don't recognise that... & yours is pretty clearly benevolent, all is well. I just want to refine my writing again.... & thank you for the compliment of being pleased to find me here, the feeling is mutual, your style is very unlike my own poetically speaking, but I am sure i have much to learn from you, & you seem so studious & determined to find the diamonds that are available to one here if we dig (within our own resources & those offered by others), I admire that so much, I feel sure you will dig up many jewels from your own heart & soul, inspired by others or discovered on your own.

Cheers
Wes, & thank you

Anni

Cheers
Anni

My dear friend always told me "Water the seeds of joy first"

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took business machines in school and some basic law
psychology etc.....On these keyboards there are symbols
and letters and numbers

on Diaryland where I write also I use numbers for my titles
like musicians did too for their works..Music is math of
course....I use this little gem now and again
~
its lovely one of my favourites!!!
and now that personal interweb devices are skewing the
language into more creative venues I like the inclusive
use of symbols......

~ ~ ~

and

&

Thank You!!

I think I'm guilty of using symbols too. The Elipsis is one of my favorites...
Now if only someone could tell me what the original use of ~ is. It's not strictly a dash, for I have that elsewhere on the keyboard, but I don't think someone put ~ there as a dash option. What is it really all about? Math? If so I'm out of here. Math makes me dizzy.
wesley

W. H. Snow

A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds. Percy Bysshe Shelley

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My wonderful scientist man tells me he uses that "~" quite a bit when I enquired if he knew what it was... I like that one too, lovely wavey thing, but not for what it is created... (there's those elipses again, another fave of mine as well, I love anything that makes one pause perhaps?) ~ is aparently for symbolising "approximations", so here's the maths:
~ = approximately

Cheers
A
ps I don't think we should feel guilty for using symbols.... truly everything is symbols, no?

Cheers
Anni

My dear friend always told me "Water the seeds of joy first"

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right after the conductor taps his wand three times
on the lecturn....

(From "Secret notes of street conductors and subway prophet chants:}

Yeah, love it...

Cheers
Anni

My dear friend always told me "Water the seeds of joy first"

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A period, a comma, the whole alphabet is naught but a collection of symbols. I use ~ as a dash because I'm a little obsessed (ok, maybe not just a little) with how my poetry lays on the page. No typos, correct grammar unless I'm deliberately abusing some grammatical rule, correct spelling... even line spacing is important to me. So ~ is used as a much more attractive dash than - ... I mean, how utilitarian can one get?
Approximately? I have to google this.
wesley

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Googled it and got waaaay more than I was expecting. Your science guy is correct. "Approximately". But I have to go to the pet store (I work there now, how fun is that?), so you have to wait for all the handy, dandy info I'm coming up with. Did you know there is also a double Tilde? I sure as heck can't type one. The thing is Arabian in origin and... no. You'll just have to wait. ~ half a day. wesley

W. H. Snow

A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds. Percy Bysshe Shelley

Learn how, teach others.
The NeoPoet Mentor Program
http://www.neopoet.com/mentor/about

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