God is looking for action,
Act,
take steps,
pray,
write a book or a manuscript.
It might make you woozy,
to sign a pact with the devil,
blind panic.
But take that first step,
peeling rust off steel,
deciding you can do it.
Then gaze blankly,
fall asleep,
queue,
lean against a bar,
break a figurine,
take a life,
go out without your umbrella,
play the violin,
feel the iciness on your cheeks.
Good (and fair) `modern style` poem that has enough communicative `clues` in it to get past the usual bewilderment.
(TO ME) All referred to God: So...serious.
The first stanza is: call to act
The second: deliberation
The third: Whatever the reason, no act
The fourth: A listnessness as ordinary
life kicks in again. (`take a life` is a
bit harsh)
The final line is frozen disappointment.
It could refer to (`temporary?`) failure, but the first line implies a moral duty shirked or
failed.
can`t figure why the devil is in the second stanza -unless the `act` is dangerous.
Anyway, Emma Jane, thanks for giving enough meat to chew on.
I really like this; reads like a squash exercise, the ball rapid fire bamming against the wall, with style. I did wonder at the casual 'take a life' between 'break a figurine' and 'go out without an umbrella', but it is eye-opening. IMO, this is an original 'list poem'.
Consider sorting out your use of capitals, so that your intent is clear. Maybe 'Act' needs full capitals, like a strong order.
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Glyn Pope
Thu 3rd May 2012 17:40
I like this because i like a poem that makes me think.
I feel you could find a better way of saying this 'It might make you woozy,'
Id be interested, Emma-Jane in what you think abut my poem Crown of Thorns.