Sandy Player


To My Voice


My word, have you murdered me?
No? Then whose word? My what? Am I killed?
Did you do it? What have you done to me?
Is it to me though, is it to me?

Answer me, make an attempt at redemption.
There was once more to you
Than fuzzy grunts and the occasional hazy holler. The rogue zing
Of polished silver plating, the instant reactions of caesium.
What a mine.

What happened? When did your candlestick blow out?
Did you dig too deep?

Far too deep, yes, yes,
You lost yourself no-one knows.
You are as mine as the bottled love that I threw
To the watery underworld; carried away
By salty waves of unmet promises and passive negligence.
If you are shouting to me, your cries are just as lost
As you and a fool's hope.

I want to know at least,
Am I alive?
I have to know, but how deep do I need to step
Until I can hear you? Or
Do you even speak without that inebriating bottle
Rousing you into clumsy songs?

Oh my word,
I'm sucked down to you
By a vacuum of insufficient knowledge.

Submitted: Monday, December 30, 2013
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  • Rookie - 285 Points V P Mahur (3/28/2014 1:57:00 PM)

    Dear Sandy,
    this is a deep poem. Nice write.
    Thanks for your comments on my poem. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 285 Points Aria Siren (1/14/2014 9:15:00 AM)

    I love your style Mark for some selfish reasons. It inspires and moves me. And it never fails to seize my attention, demand my full interest. I feel like your style is constantly morphing and while it changes, you still keep this Mark stamp on it that tells me it could be written by none other than you. A few lines in particular from this poem really grabbed me:

    You are as mine as the bottled love that I threw

    and the ending....sigh....what an ending

    Oh my word,
    I'm sucked down to you
    By a vacuum of insufficient knowledge

    Forgive me, I am not as eloquent or insightful as you are in your reviews. But I did truly enjoy this.
    Cheers.
    ~Aria (Report) Reply

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