Sylvia | Teen Ink


May 24, 2015
By ChaliceinWonderland GOLD, Oxford, Other
ChaliceinWonderland GOLD, Oxford, Other
10 articles 1 photo 1 comment

Favorite Quote:
"O' vase of acid, it is love you are full of; you know who you hate." - Lesbos, Sylvia Plath

Her voice, then,
Was harsher than I had wanted it to be. I imagined her,
Dowdily dressed like my mother’s ambitions,
Clasping a teapot and ambiguously chatting about
The weather. The strange words found later, tucked away under her husband’s greatness were unremarkable to his clouded eyes

In the doorway, a shadow loomed of Other Women
And somewhere, a baby cried.

Sometime in a memory,
A buzzer would go, through stained glass,
And a heart would bulge for power pins to sprint to a door,
Fingers like feathers, floating on pale oceans,
Floating but not sinking at all.

That was where I had wanted to be,
Stuck in the subjunctive tense, the conditional,
Speaking only in if’s and buts’, not when’s or how’s.

Back in the lovenest, where real things like kettles and cheque-books chase out dreams,
I light two cigarettes and pass one to you.
Stroking the corners of an amber sky, where swallows dive on unsuspecting victims,
We make a pledge to return to France,

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on Jan. 28 2016 at 12:32 pm
Dameon_Farris PLATINUM, Folton, District Of Columbia
20 articles 2 photos 78 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish on its ability to climb a tree. It will live its whole life believing that it is stupid." - Albert Eistiene

Great job on the poemetic story it is fluent and easy and flows. Also it has an amazing pieces of true deep emotion that sorta reflects and reminds you of your own life great job on writing this poem although were there is a complament there is always room for improvement so keep writing and also read as well the more you read the better ur write