I thought it to be fire

By love_writing

Mon, 06 Apr 2015
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I thought it to be fire

a glorious final act ablaze in golden tangerine.

 

Close the crimson velour theatre,

darken your eyes from the glare.

 

Then I thought it to be the sunshine

severed and sliced through the slatted shades.

 

Snap the long lengths of Venetian,

 shield us from the apocalyptical light.

 

We stood us all, in blackened sunglasses

huddled together; frightened front room faces.

 

No light shall enter this childhood home,

sunshine would kill us alone.

 

Certificate 12
Poem

Comments

Submitted by celticman on

has a vamparic quality. 

 

Submitted by love_writing on

Funny that wasn't my intention, but rereading it, I can see it has that feel to it :) It's based on a strange dream I had!

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Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Like the stangeness, makes me think of the 'The Others'.

Submitted by love_writing on

Thanks PS!

I love how hearing other people's interpretation, as I learn from it too! This piece (for me) was about no light - metaphorically speaking- getting into a childhood home, but I can see it has that strangeness of the Others (that film scared me!) 

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Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

My interpretation was a death in a child's family, and the body of the deceased ensconsed in the said, front room, with all the curtains drawn, and then, the ensuing cremation.  Certainly, when I was a child, 'death' was never spoken of, and when my dear old granddad (pop) died when I was four, nobody would tell me where he had gone, and I'd wait patiently, every day, for him to come home

An emotive, and well written poem, open to many interpretations, as proven. 

Tina

 

Submitted by love_writing on

Thank you so much Tina, appreciate you taking the time to give me your interpretation!

Yes I reckon we were the same in my family- death was not talked about - how sad for four year old you tho

I guess there is an element of 'death' in the poem - it is really eye opening to hear others ideas of what it's about! I think the death part of it (for me) was perhaps death of a part of innocent childhood.

 

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