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  Thro the throes of birth, to dawn, Out from this dusky womb I go: My Mother pushed, gasping a whimper: Repeat, fade, repeat, fade . . . On her last, the Doc, Okayed, Okayed, While my Father stood me up On a naked world many stories told Upon its surface, I walked like a limper: To what path, to what where, Within me could not care Minding a mind, I did not contain. Innocent sight, no terror there, No Light appeased or Darkness I dree: Neither side could explain, For me, neither wise nor loud enough To fall for bluff or slush in their slough
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I love the way you use the language to give it a more... well, I don't want to say "antiquated" as that has negative connotations, but more traditional, perhaps? The heaviness of the language gives it an almost Poe-like feeling, evoking images of darkness.
While you do not subscribe to any set rhythm, unlike some so-called "freeform" (or, on Dev art, and much preferable to myself, "open") poems, you use your space and line breaks with powerful effectiveness. You manage to convey pauses and emotions with your effective use of enjambments and other physical (read as: typographical) techniques. You also convey your story and meaning very well.
That being said, there was this:
Ellipses. It fits in the "repeat, fade" section where you first use it, as it gives that sense of fading away. However, I felt it disrupted the flow in the last stanza when it came after "unfurled." You were not like some authors and poets who brutally over use them, like I used to (it's a sickness) but I did feel the one after unfurled was generally unneeded.
Over all, it showed a great understanding of poetry and poetic devices matched with passion and powerful emotion. Well done!