Beautiful Disaster

A Poem by Gaia Octavia

They say it's the journey
and not the destination,
but what if the train's been
derailed at the station?

Impatiently waiting

to be me again-

pawing through my tangles
with the motions of my pen

Focused like a sun ray
on the ant of past abuse,
at what point does it become
just a coward's excuse?

Some days are still quite dark
but for the sake of brevity,
let's just say that I'm
my own worst enemy

Still, to hide the truth
I would be remiss:
for I am the boulder,
and I am Sisyphus

© 2019 Gaia Octavia

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LastMonth

I'll be honest straight up and say I had to google '' Sisyphus'' after reading this.
Perhaps I know his name in hebrew, but in English it eluded me.

Every time I review a poem I'm at a struggle with myself.
Mostly because I'm more of a 'Story' person.
But I do think these poems are starting to grow on me,

Anyhow, this is very well written. And the meaning was not lost on me, there's conflict here, self criticsm and thought invoking statements. The last line about being both the boulder and the man shoving it upwards struck me hard.

It's a terrible story (The one about Sisyphus) about a goal that could not be achieved and a man who could not cease.

In my humble opinion, in your poem it alludes to you being both your greatest force, pushing and striving, and your greatest obstacle. You are both the unstoppble force and the immovble object, creating a torturous and infinte struggle.

Thank you for the poem.

Posted 9 Years Ago

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9 Years Ago

Thank you very much. You possess great insight! And thanks for caring enough to google Sisyphus. It'.. read more

Zugzwang

Now, to the poem:
On a personal level, I felt I could relate to all of this. It was really quite extraordinary.
There are a few things I like about this poem and your writing in general:
You employ an intriguing juxtaposition between a simplistic, nursery rhyme-like, whimsical style on the one hand, and a real sense of gravitas and skillful deployment of serious wordsmithing on the other.
I am frankly gobsmacked.