Cat's Eye

by Indian Comma Bean   May 5, 2008


Cat's eye on the edge
Of a serrated memory,
Sawing at your thoughts
Like a woodman in his labor days.

Unaware...

You're losing it.
Out of control; Calm,
Collective, speechless
And you burst into laughter.

Fragile fingers criss-cross
On the rivers of your arms,
Focusing in on the beat,
As the current stays at pace.

Vacant, dusty plains
Of meaningless encounters
Plague your overbearing mind,
Clouded thoughts develop into chaos.

As you start to hear them...

Playfully they whisper,
But will you not answer?
Then they start to yell;
Why can you not answer?

Fear.

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  • 16 years ago

    by BrieAnna

    Chilling.

  • 16 years ago

    by BlueEyedMystery

    I can't really do a full critque right now, but this poem was amazingly written. You definitely were able to make it dark and a little creepy. Your vocabulary blew me away, and everything was worded just right. This part:

    Playfully they whisper,
    But will you not answer?
    They start to yell;
    Why can you not answer?

    Fear.
    ^^Wow. I think it was the best part in the whole poem [and the whole poem was amazing.] You really left me stunned, and so I nominated it for the contest.

    Keep writing!
    Cayce

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