Chalk Drawings

by Audy

Published October 13, 2011

In Aud's Poetry

I would’ve loved to change the world somehow…
Just me, a frizzy haired kid with a blog
and a cigarette-fuming will to set the skies ablaze if I could.
I hear the wee-woo that is the ambulance’s lament:
an echo sounding echo for the lives of the dying,
and undulating waves of tethered hearts throbbing
pulsing above the grieving women and men,
who cling tightly to the bitter lengths of their lives,
delusions of the dead sprouting wings and flying,
too afraid to look down from where we came.
Now, there’s just a crude chalk drawing left on the pavement
from where my body was removed from the crime
with nothing but cement to fill the empty void inside
me, the devil who jumped at life’s torment
just to try to darken the cement.
Comments & reviews · 5
TranscendingIllusion wrote a review Review · Mar 10, 2013

I really enjoyed reading this, I wrote a poem myself a while ago on a similar topic (that is if I have understood yours correctly) and I feel like this speaks to me :') despite what the other reviewers have said, I do think this is a well written piece of work.

The only real thing I would say about the poem was its structure, but having said that if you had put it into stanzas it might have looked odd been as only a few of the sentences follow with the previous; so I think it was the right idea to have it all in one chunk. Unless you added more to it (which would be great because it feel this piece could quite easily be expanded; your very good with words so I think it would be easy for you to add more detail :)), and then give the poem more form and structure.

Good poem, I have enjoyed reading it several times

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Dreamwalker wrote a review Review · Oct 13, 2011

Audy, dear, you know I adore you. Really, I do. You're an absolute doll. Because of this, I'm sure you know what I'm going to say.

This poem was a whole lot of short with not a whole lot of substance. And I mean this in only the sincerest manner, of course, only because I know you are capable of better feats than this. What I see here is the outlining. The start. Its not really complete, though. Not really close to in, in actuality.

The only bit I feel is worth saving would be those last four lines. Up till that point, it was a whole lot of simply telling people what happened and what it all looked like. So very prosey, in that manner, and lacking what could make this interesting. Such as metaphor or simile. Stating this all so blatantly does not really appear to help this in the least, and I want it to be helped. Its such an interesting, exquisitely tragic ideology worth pursuing if given the time and the effort. After all, the gears had to have been turning if you could come up with those last four lines, which were marvelous to say the least. Absolute gems.

I only tell you this because I fancy you'll be a fantastic poet one day. Because I have hopes that you'll work harder to create stronger poetry rather than these weak intro'd things.

You've got the shine, kid. You really do. I wouldn't be pushing so hard and being so... well, outright with you if I didn't see it.

~Walker

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dreamseaker wrote a review Review · Oct 13, 2011

i like your story but it was hard to follow at times. some parts of it rhymed and others didnt and that made my reading it kinda get thrown off. i thought it was a good start and that you can greatly improve once you have a little more practice. i like the parts where it is describing the scene a little and on you spoiler i like where the body is removeed and all that is left is the chalk outline.

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Mysticfury wrote a review Review · Oct 13, 2011

Hi! I just wanted to say that I love this. It really makes me think, which doesn't happen often when I read things. Honestly, this really means something to me. I don't know where you got this idea from but I love it personally, and since I'e never been good at grammar i have nothing else to say. :3



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