Impasse

by ddavidd   Jul 11, 2019


Why
when we grow fangs,
can't we upkeep our innocence,

and when remained innocent
and fangless
can't we even keep up
with
our own breaths?

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  • 5 years ago

    by Milly Hayward

    Going completely off on a tangent - I dont think growing fangs compromises innocence. The biggest often meanest looking dogs are still able to retain their sloppy innocence regardless of how big and ferocious they look. Even if they have to growl and bark loudly from time to time - their inner soul stays pure and so it is with humans. :) Certainly there is a saying "his bark is worse than his bite" and I think that is often true of people.,, Milly x

    • 5 years ago

      by ddavidd

      Haha I had a Great Dane that was opposite. You would never know when he is coming, or if coming at all in the occasion he was forced to defend...
      Though I see your point. But we are not talking logic here, it is poetry. So the poet is not to solve the problem, She/he is only to emotionally reflect. Poet sees the pressure of using the fangs and reflects upon it. But it is true only with training, beasts or humans could handle having fangs only to defend, and avoid turning to predators.

  • 5 years ago

    by Sunshine

    Lol you made me smile.

    I think I was being too thoughtful but now it's clear for me too. Thank you Bob.

  • 5 years ago

    by ddavidd

    I am only horsing around, of course, you've heard it.
    This reminds me of when I was very young in Landon airport, looking for my gate, asking a British officer very politely: could you speak English?!
    My friends still laugh about it after 32 years.

    Because everywhere else we use to ask the same question whenever we wanted to communicate with someone

    • 5 years ago

      by Ben Pickard

      I had a similar incident in Wales when I about 10. I spoke very slowly, concisely and (unwittingly) patronisingly to a welshman as I asked if he could speak English, not knowing at the time that most Welsh these days cannot speak Welsh at all and they all speak English!

      * I should add I have Welsh in me so I am allowed to say that, lol

  • 5 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    I'm with Rania. I really liked this but was stumped with those last lines.

    • 5 years ago

      by ddavidd

      Haven't you guys heard of the phrase: catching my breath?
      Ha ha, So he/she (the fangless innocent) is fleeing from the predators, though he/she can't keep up with his own breath, running always faster, in order to catch it:) :)

    • 5 years ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Heard the phrase but I couldn't put it in context here. It's clear now, though, thanks, Bob

    • 5 years ago

      by ddavidd

      Haha, it is so funny that regardless of how different in background and everything else, poets are, they often share some identical goofy, spaced out, hurting inside, wonderer personality.

  • 5 years ago

    by Sunshine

    I liked this poem like 2 hours ago, but didn't know what to say about it, so I decided to come again. I am trying to comprehend that message lying in your 2nd part.

    For instance, the 1st verse reflects lamentation on the innocence we tend to lose as a tax for growing up. You know it's very hard to keep a smooth surface as life hits you here and there. It takes so much courage and so much awakening to be able to keep that child inside you as your body grows bigger and your mind grows wider. I always try to find my steps back! I do not like adulthood nor what one withstands with it.

    I'm still stuck here ( can't we even keep up
    with
    our own breaths?) I will ponder thoroughly or perhaps receive help from you? Thank you for sharing!

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