Breadcrumbs

by CJ Maleney   Mar 14, 2017


Not a trail to follow
Not anything to eat
There is nothing here of sustenance.
No tasty little treat.

Your not a gorgeous slice of cake.
You are not bread nor meat.
You are the thing that's left and cast aside That no one wants to eat.

Crumbs poured on the water that vanish with the flow.
Like flour thrown into the air each particle to blow.

We're people here not animals, we are not plant or beast.
Where will we all find ourselves when they're finished with the feast.

A time to live, a time to love and with it life goes on.
A time to feel, a time to learn, a time to feel the burn.

With every act an option, with every thought a choice, so many people that murmur you can't hear your own voice.

You live your life for you, don't listen to what they say.
Stand up, stand by your choices or slowly fade away.

No one can define you. It's not their choice to make.
We love we lose. We laugh we cry
It's the simple chance we take.

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  • 7 years ago

    by BlueJay

    Personally, I love the idea of breadcrumbs in poetry, they can be really fun and unique metaphors or even images when used correctly, and you definitely did that here with your title.

    Your introduction really pulled me in. It was simple enough to follow, but it also introduced the story you're telling here quite well.

    Normally I am the furthest thing from a fan of rhyming poetry, but you actually did rather well with yours. Even though they were simple, when they showed up, they made sense for the most part. Although, I do want to say if you are going to rhyme some of the time and not throughout the entirety of the piece it does mess with the poem's flow and can annoy some readers. Whether you write for others or you write for yourself will probably determine how you respond to that piece of this comment, though.

    Overall this was an interesting read and I am glad I took the time to visit it

    • 7 years ago

      by CJ Maleney

      All you said is relevant and it's understood.

      This I wrote for me, massively so, think upon it as a venting thing. The metaphors are well hidden and you would have to know my mind to get those. Jesus I don't know it myself at times so good luck on that front.

      Personally, it's very special to me. It tells a story of which most will never know.

      A rhyme is just a rhyme and a poem just a poem. I'll make the buggers merge, I do so without knowing.

      Sorry I am a child and I couldn't resist

      Regards

      Craig

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