your soflty rolling words
landed like flowers on my soul
I frolicked between drops
without saints around the altar
but we had to
she had undressed lightly
before the sky was blue
scorched earth in view
horrors surrounded us
but we had to
rhythmically we swayed up and down
before dew evaporated in the sun
there is abuse and murder
in a world that has lost it's way
but we had to
well-pleased we dressed again
and when we came outside satisfied
there was nothing left of everything
it had suddenly all disappeared
but we had to
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Author:
Tommy B Goode (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Translation of a Dutch poem I wrote called "Maar wij moesten zo nodig".
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Comments2
Those urges whether internal, biological or societal expectations lead to violence that often is experienced as a win, a victory, an orgasmic joy that is culture, life and being human. That is what I take of this. Could be wrong though. Well written and metaphoric all the way.
My answer is the same as I also always say on the Dutch site I'm a member of: There is no right or wrong, whatever meaning a reader sees in a poem is good.
This is also why I never explain what I mean with a poem, because I don't want to influence readers in any way.
The power of a good poem is that anyone sees their own meaning in it.
Couldn't agree more and have told my readers the same but some feel different about their compositions. In this issue we are kindred spirits
Nicely crafted write that gives the reader enjoyment and a few possible meanings of a well written piece, enjoyed the read
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