Treasure Island

Allan Gerard


Deny today
I will not see the light this way
Ignore the child's cries and say
I wish I listened as I grew up

It's frightening
The more I think about these things
The 3 ring circus beckons me
The carousel of dreams sings non-stop

The pendulum swings
Slinging forth cursed cursive beings
With the means to end it all it seems
The silent screams are never enough

The pain teaches you how to learn
What you despise you will grow to love
Wisdom is pain cloaked in disguise, though just

Yet hidden
From your eyes, so you grow without a crutch
What is fair? in all fairness, an opinion
Without pain, there is no growth
Without growth, there is no us

Submitted: Tuesday, March 04, 2014
Edited: Friday, March 07, 2014

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Free form, just wrote the first things that came to mind which took about 10 minutes and here it is unedited.

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  • F. J. Thomas (7/1/2014 11:11:00 AM)

    Deny today, it's frightening; the pendulum swings, enlightening yet hidden... you have poetry within poetry Allan. Illuminating in more ways than one ;) verrry nice (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh Rai (6/1/2014 8:04:00 PM)

    Without pain, there is no growth
    Without growth, there is no us
    love these lines (Report) Reply

  • Amanda Laurent (5/2/2014 1:23:00 AM)

    It is perfect and beautiful in its unedited form! Growth through wisdom, wisdom through pain, so true to life - that's what makes life beautiful - how we learn and grow by a coexistence of pleasure and pain, each wrought from the other. (Report) Reply

  • Daniel Brick (3/19/2014 5:21:00 AM)

    it's good to know up front this is a free form poem, because in such a poem we respond to the ENERGY of the language rather than its articulation. And the first three stanzas are packed with the energy of the speaker's reactions to the pain of living he sees everywhere around him and within himself. The key moment in the poem is the 4th stanza - which is wonderfully shaped and articulated in its free form! - especially the line The pain teaches you how to learn. You have transformed a negative experience into a positive one by changing the point of view of the individual experiencing it. My prose summary sounds so weak next to the vivid language you used! It continues with a poetic definition: Wisdom is pain cloaked in disguise. I can recall my excitement when at age 16 I read in a play by Aeschylus the line, Through suffering comes wisdom. Your definition has that resonance. In the last stanza the line You grow without a crutch seems to be an affirmative line, a genuine SIGN that illumination has become achievement. But I'm not sure about the last sentence, There is no us.? (Report) Reply

  • Noreen Carden (3/12/2014 12:01:00 PM)

    The silent screams are never enough that's a powerful line.We all learn from pain.Great read allan (Report) Reply

  • Kevin Patrick (3/12/2014 8:21:00 AM)

    For a free verse this is impressive, very philosophically driving, especially love this
    Wisdom is pain cloaked in disguise
    Pretty much a Buddhist mantra that, though could easily be the teaching of any major school of thought. Me thinks you've been reading the Confucius to much. Great stuff for just 10 minutes (Report) Reply

  • Fiona Schwartzinoff (3/11/2014 9:38:00 PM)

    Without pain there is no growth, without growth, there is no us. I really like that. It's so true. Through labor, a woma gives birth. Without pain, there is no life! (Report) Reply

  • Savita Tyagi (3/11/2014 11:52:00 AM)

    Wisdom is pain cloaked in disguise though yet hidden from your lines. Loved the lines and enjoyed the whole poem. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (3/11/2014 12:21:00 AM)

    Without pain, there is no growth
    Without growth, there is no us

    Pain is something inalienable from life.... Whether it will foster life or not depends largely on how we accept it! A very philosophical write! ! (Report) Reply

  • Hazel Durham (3/10/2014 5:58:00 PM)

    I love this poem with beautiful imagery and brilliant lines that are so thought provoking! (Report) Reply

  • Anthony Di''anno (3/10/2014 7:30:00 AM)

    And very creatively done. Many times I have been told pain is a gift. Which I can understand when applied to emotional pain and never when the pain comes in the form of broken bones etc. (Report) Reply

  • Vivek Vikram Singh (3/10/2014 7:04:00 AM)

    Very beautiful piece of writing! !
    I just loved it........specially the connection of first lines of every stanza:
    Deny today It's frightening The pendulum swings Enlightening Yet hidden (Report) Reply

  • Neela Nath (3/8/2014 11:07:00 PM)

    Without pain, there is no growth
    Without growth, there is no us - - - - - - - - - - very true! (Report) Reply

  • * Sunprincess * (3/8/2014 8:03:00 PM)

    What is fair? in all fairness, an opinion
    Without pain, there is no growth
    Without growth, there is no us

    .......truly i am not a big fan of interesting write... (Report) Reply

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