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The Loaded Gun

Hi, I am looking for honest feedback for this please.

You play the game,

you sing the song.

Saying that you don't belong,

that life is not easy.

You wear the right clothes,

hang out with the "in" people,

the loaded gun.

You think, "kuching,"

play by the rules that are for fools,

but life does not really.

Self-righteous in the extreme,

living out someone else's dream.

You say the right things,

make me appear remote and cruel,

yet it's passion and caring that rule.

I'm strong on honesty, but staying quiet is your policy.

Never stand up for what's right, just what makes you look good.

You're playing the game.

The loaded gun,

no longer fun.

I'm bored, too old for this,

shallow displays of self-confidence.

If this poem appears bigoted,

then at least I'm no hypocrite.

The loaded gun's not for me anymore.

I have a husband and son.

I'm not about to pull the trigger, yet...

When you help build foundations from dust,

and others simply take from you, steal your crust,

then you will know what it is like to be me.

The loaded gun, all pre-set,

strategically placed, in front, behind and centre.

I pull the trigger, I hear no sound

but the ghastly stares of the crowd affronted.

I haven't jumpd yet or fled the boat,

this loaded gun's just about kept me afloat.

Yes, I am pressing buttons, I hold you down,

though the dream I'll die for is still around.

Unity is bliss, divided rule amiss.

Living in ivory towers should not give others the power to judge.

The loaded gun I put away, life is more important than performance.

 

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Carol Fenwick

Sun 10th May 2015 21:09

Hi Lynn,

Thanks for the kind comments, yes, I do write from the heart, and I absolutely love doing so, yet technical stuff is really important too. I see the two as complimenting each other, not as being as opposed as some might.

I love writing and striving to improve is always the way forward.

Thanks for the comments.

Carol

Lynn Hamilton

Sun 10th May 2015 08:32

Hi Carol. I enjoyed your blog but I do not feel qualified to give any technical opinions. My outlook is just write from the heart and see what comes out and as long as if you enjoy it - do it! Lynn x

<Deleted User> (13762)

Sat 9th May 2015 23:08

Criticism is a double edged sword: we want it - we don't want it. I've been on WOL only a short time but the few conversations I have been involved with have all been extremely useful in helping to develop my own writing. It has also been interesting to see who is writing what. Definitely not personal.

Ka-ching or kerching? The sound of a cash register? The choice is yours. x

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Carol Fenwick

Sat 9th May 2015 14:39

I am currently editing a children's poetry book which has taken up a lot of time, but when I get the chance I will return to this poem and re-edit then post, might be a number of days though. I really appreciate your feedback, I know that honesty is the best policy, and from experience as a writer it is not good to be too sensitive to criticism especially because it is nearly always not personal I will take a look at your work soon. Good luck with your writing, Colin.

P.S. I am wondering whether if I put kaching instead of kuching would that alter the meaning?

Best wishes, Carol x


<Deleted User> (13762)

Sat 9th May 2015 07:43

Hope I wasn't too cruel Carol. Look forward to reading the re-write. x

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Carol Fenwick

Sat 9th May 2015 07:33

I guess I asked for honesty so I got it! Thanks for your feedback, it's made me realise that this poem does need quite a bit of work.

<Deleted User> (13762)

Sat 9th May 2015 07:27

Honest feedback Carol: rambling with some slightly obvious but awkward rhyming. Honesty / policy - bliss / amiss for example. It's hard to relate everything back to the loaded gun theme despite the (unnecessary?) repetition of the title throughout the piece. Maybe let the title speak for itself and cut 'loaded gun' from the poem altogether. Condense the rest and pick out the best.

What is your definition of 'kuching' btw? According to urbandictionary.com it's either the capital of Sarawak or 'having sex with a post op Malaysian tranny'. x

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