About me

 

 

Art by Yuumei

Boundless by yuumei

 

The stories I covet are like dotted line’s

A swirling maze of ants

Leading to the pulsing chest of my heart

(The moth infatuated with the gauzy light)

And because I don’t find myself even remotely interesting

(Or amusing, except maybe in the painfully exasperating way)

(The way which makes you quickly turn away)

Let’s talk about them instead

(The canvas, the writer and the wardrobe)

 

I was born from the vibrant chemical scent of drying acrylics

Old paint brushes in empty cottage cheese containers

The wraiths my father created

(Frankenstein’s and Mummy’s)

In those impressionistic vista’s

Asking to be immortalized

So I oblige with amateur pirouettes

(The bristle’s poorly controlled ballerina legs)

And Pick my own poor souls

based on who’s eye’s looked most sorrowful

See If I can capture

The queen

The tortured Mother

The Sondheim monster

 

I was assembled from the scent of homemade popcorn

The spittle of oil forming a sensitive sheet over my body

The shaking of the pan rattling my bones

The ritual

(Salt, Shake, repeat)

Is in careful preparation for the reeling (get it?) journey

Before the darkness crystallizes around me

And the projector akin to a god decree’s

“Let there be light!”

And the technicolor dreams-cape’s obey

(This may sound melodramatic to you)

But escaping isn’t melodramatic

And in this space between

The whirring reel and the stagnation of reality

I can get by with being a popcorn connoisseur

(No talent needed=no need for crippling self-doubt)

Well except for when the character’s cry

(I would love to bawl my eyes out on a whim)

(Click. Cry. Click. Stop crying.)

(It’s like poetry just with tears)

 

(Black and white friendship’s we have)

Them and I

On the screen’s they can’t

(Break, confuse, hurt, judge me)

But they also don’t notice me

(Well they do, but they don’t)

It’s very complicated

As friendships usually are

(Where insane gave surprisingly sane advice)

(Where talking parrot’s and thimble’s are my talisman’s)

 

It all makes a lot of sense because it doesn’t

(Let me explain)

A spoonful of sugar or six plus years of philosophy?

Inducing that existential nihilistic dredge which never seems to go away

Or finding the kernels which can get me by

And maybe you can say their not helping

(Spoon-feeding/force feeding me these starry-eyed notions)

Whispering them down my waiting gullet

But it’s only the surface

Saccharine as it may seem

(Stars have burning core’s after-all)

And so does the rabbit hole

(Why else do you think it goes so deep)

It’s simple

Alice has some good advice too

 

Art by Yuumei 

My Inner Sanctuary by yuumei

 

The last bits of my uneven carving were polished by maladaptive dreaming

(My cursed infatuation)

Two versions of myself split like atoms

One whose hair is coiffed into Ginger Roger’s style ringlets

(swinging, improvising along those sound stage sets)

Yeah it can be a metaphor for life too

Piano fingers hysterical

Voice etched from the big climatic speeches

Those heroes gave at the end

And-

I could go on about it and this poem wouldn’t be done

The other half

(A pale vessel for which to falsely live the first part)

Stares out at nothing

(The act of feigned genius)

Obsessed with what was never real

Sure of what will never be

And silently preferring

The girl in the musical-esque image

(Musical being just one fantasy)

(Hanging in the closets with the other fictitious tailored made suits)

Because my god that imagination can get pretty real

After years of practice, of doing squat on the outside

Because the outside’s just not cutting it

Which is giving a finger I know

(To Mary Poppins or whoever)

But I can afford to hypocritical

 

Art by IrenHorrors 

Sleeping Alice by IrenHorrors

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5 Comments

  1. jadeb2000
    Posted March 11, 2018 at 11:38 pm | #

    Dear Reegan,

    This is a real gem of a piece you got here. You have definitely brought some great, creative ideas to the table, especially in terms of imagery. My absolute favourite line was, “Writing until my hand is smeared with the pencils grey innards.” I LOVE the way you portrayed writing here, as if it is a merciless act, which it very well can be; for it is a medium of art that allows us to purge ourselves of our inner demons and turmoils which are often not in the least bit pretty. After all, as you had put it, writing is “A way to give the pain and burden I have to other characters.”

    I do have one thing that I would like to point out in terms of “grows.” At times, I felt as though there were some ideas within the piece that didn’t necessarily relate to your overall theme, which explored darkness and one’s own feelings of loneliness/alienation. For instance, while I enjoyed your references to “small rodents” it, in my opinion, didn’t come across as being relevant to the other ideas presented within your piece. However, I do appreciate it, as it is a tidbit of information that allows your readers to learn about you and your interests.

    Of course, you shouldn’t get rid ideas like this–the tidbits–entirely. While they might not necessarily fit with this piece, you could always create a separate page where you list fun facts about yourself, your main about me page acting as a parent to the fun fact page. This is something I have incorporated into my own blog, so I thought I would suggest it. But don’t, by any means, feel obliged to make this change if you don’t want to.

    Really though, it was an absolute pleasure to read “All About Me”–it’s poeticism was inspiring and well executed. Bravo! I’ll certainly be keeping my eye out for more of your writing in the future.

    Never stop writing,
    Jade

    • movielover2424
      Posted March 14, 2018 at 11:11 pm | #

      Jade:

      Thank you for the feedback! I’m glad you enjoyed it. Yes some parts of the poem may not seem to be part of the theme, but the way I thought of this assignment was to get out the important stuff about myself. And rodents do hold a symbolic meaning for me, they are not just my favorite animals. I think I might revise it when I have time so it fits in better with the whole poem and themes. Again thank you for taking the time to write this comment. =)

      Sincerely, Reegan

  2. satelliteinorbit
    Posted March 1, 2019 at 7:45 pm | #

    Dear Reegan,

    This piece was very beautifully written and it flowed very smoothly. The metaphors and similes you used fit well with the tone and worked effectively in the poetic format of the piece. While reading it, I felt like I was learning more about who you are as a person and about your perspective.

    One thing I would suggest for improvement is to keep on topic. In the middle when you were talking about how you’re an “introverted soul” you strayed a little bit from the main point of the piece, but it doesn’t throw the reader off too much.

    Overall, this was very well written and I really like your writing style!

    Sincerely,
    Caitlyn

    • movielover2424
      Posted March 1, 2019 at 8:00 pm | #

      Dear Caitlyn,

      Thank you for your feedback and appreciation. I am glad you enjoyed the style and I know what you mean about the topic shifting a little, and I will be sure to fix that. =)

      Sincerely,
      Reegan

  3. zuhar
    Posted March 4, 2019 at 1:13 am | #

    Dear Reegan, this was such a unique, and outstanding piece. The emotion, metaphors, symbolism, and use of depth fit perfectly and it allowed your writing to flow smoothly.

    There is only one thing I can catch from reading this that may need some improvement. I feel like you began on topic and sometimes it would shift onto another topic.

    Overall, this piece was beautiful and it helped me get to know you better, and I would love to begin reading more of your writing.

    Sincerely,
    Zuha

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