I am a Julius Ceaser

Julius Caesar, was definitely not a man of retreat. I love how you used him as an metaphor for perseverance. Beautiful and inspiring work.

This poem was different and unique... I like the title, it had a relation to the poem in terms of Caesar but I like how it's not directly related or about him, and more about your journey as you've portrayed in this poem.

I liked these lines:

consuming every boat in which I
have crossed...in my past;
the indefinite enemy.

>> I like the idea of remembering every boat you've crossed in your past, all the hardships that makes us who we are today... I felt it was something anyone could relate to.

I loved these lines as well:

With the last thread of my maps gone,
with the last tools of retreat burned,
turned to absolute ruin,

>> I like the idea of not having a direction anymore, of being lost but unaware of what will happen... It could be a good or bad thing. but when you say to move on, then I think it's good in this context.

The ending was perfect and showed bravery, courage and the strength to fight and move on.

Well done with this poem! =D

Lol hahaha, at myself..

how naiive! :p

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eh eh, that was awesomely written..!

Thanks for clearing that up... You're not letting yourself surrender. You'd just want to move on, fight. No way of giving up to fear (thanks for tutoring me bout Julius. i dnt know bout him anything :p)

If you, for a moment, think of going back, and you cannot go back, you'd be crushed. You don't have a choice... ull fight only!!

amazing comparisonn;]

Miss Lebanon (lol I like the title... when they say it, wil layli, malikit jamal libnan lal 2011, .... and boom, she cannot talk a word!!!) :p

Anyway... I can understand that ur trying to escape from the present into the past? like to be in someone's place? Julius Cesar? .. escaping from the fire and monsters (nice imagery , by the way)..

I like the title, and how you can manage to hold a firm grasp on the flow.

Chapeaux Bas for you :)

Mornin Miss Lebanon :)

What a strong, attention demanding poem you have penned. I especailly liked the first 2 opening lines

I will just halt my fears
on my own snow cliffs of Life

That pulled me in. This shows your strength that you are telling yourself that you must be strong and unafraid, and the lines that follow in the first stanza are super descriptive...tongues of water, red monsters of fire, whales consuming boats of your past...Somethings and someones have hurt you deeply and you have to move on!
Very nice.

We come into the second which is very depressing esp. the first 3 lines, I can feel your hopelessness but still there is a tad of hope with the 2 lines that follow which is the turning point of your poem...
to be left with naught, yet with much:
to advance, to conquer, to move on.

^^This speaks for itself..you are loosing so much in one way but gaining the ultimate gift of your freedom from whatever binds you.,

Exactly what I am doing.. while slamming
fences of steel upon every escape
into the resolute past.

^^^
BAM! Not only are you closing the door...but SLAMMING every fence OF STEEL that could ever take you back to this place you are trying to forget.

I loved this piece from you, and I have missed your poetry.

Have a great day Miss Lebanon!