First poem of my novel. I've already decided to include "Singing to the Fireflies," "The Prettiest Prison" and "Mosquitoes" along with this one.
♥
I drank up the moon,
drank it as if the heavens were
my cup, the Milky Way my fluid.
Sipping at my quicksilver contents,
Making me feel febrile,
But with a touch of wintry.
Soon there was nothing left, though,
Making the world seem so much..
Quieter.
♥
I drank up the moon,
drank it as if the heavens were
my cup, the Milky Way my fluid.
Sipping at my quicksilver contents,
Making me feel febrile,
But with a touch of wintry.
Soon there was nothing left, though,
Making the world seem so much..
Quieter.
Category Poetry / All
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There's not really much symbolism, in actuality. Once again it's a poem meant to be read skin deep.
Basically 'drinking' the moon means 'taking it in,' except I left out the 'in' to make it seem like the writer was actually guzzling down the moon.
Then, when he has nothing left to take in, knowing every possible detail, he realizes there are some things that we shouldn't know, just so we have purpose in life.
Basically 'drinking' the moon means 'taking it in,' except I left out the 'in' to make it seem like the writer was actually guzzling down the moon.
Then, when he has nothing left to take in, knowing every possible detail, he realizes there are some things that we shouldn't know, just so we have purpose in life.
I like the poem better as an enjambment piece, rather than having each line cut off at the ends. It helps the flow of the poem, keeping it very relaxed and serene. I do think it would look a little better if Quieter was on the same line as the ... line. Grammar and stuff checks out. Great post!
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