Jan. 30th, 2011

whitereflection: (sam burning in hell)
Dealing with a cold the last few days, been extremely tired and thus have been doing close to nothing. Also it's messed with my sleep schedule, which is probably obvious. Lucky that there was nothing social scheduled this weekend.

Due to a comment on a thread at that spn poetry community, was introduced to the concept of erasure poetry (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Erasure_poetry). Admittedly, I've only ever had one creative writing class (high school, very basic/general), but all those high school and college AP and honors English classes...? I feel like my education was so lacking, that I'd never heard of such back then.

Anyway, decided to attempt one, using the lyrics of Kansas' "Carry On Wayward Son" (it seemed appropriate). Sort of an exploration/reflection on 5.22-6.11 Sam.


Geas


"Carry my peace, rest no more"

I rose ever higher,
but flew too high

My eyes still blind,
my mind mad,
I hear voices
when I'm dreaming
I can hear
a reason my charade is wise--
I don't know
stormy emotion

Tossed about
like a ship,
the ocean winds' voices say,
"Remember nothing
The splendor lights your heaven,
waits for you
My son, you are done
Rest,
don't cry, don't cry."

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