Asylum

about some work I have been doing

1.

Lost childhood in transit ; a container full of ghosts and bottles of piss - an air to cut, the cold hours and the waiting. A silence deeper than the absence of sound ; The bits of paper with words in Italian, the lost promises and

the hope and the fear.

2.

He looked at me with eyes full of wounds.

I cannot go back to the mud and the hard nights.

They told him things that are not true.

He cannot bear this lonely. He has been lost on the way from a strange land to a land of strangers.

It is not here as they said and we cannot make this better.

                                                               

Reviews

[Mia]

This is terribly sad, and the worst part is that it is based on truth. Regardless of the fact that the truth is not always easy to hear...it is necessary to hear it. So thank you for writing this poem!

[Tina Kline]

Seems like some harsh goings on as the images in this tell a story of sadness and tragedy. Not a very good situation to be in. The poem is powerful indeed and draws the reader in deeply. Great work.

[Eric Cox]

The strong imagery draws the reader in to a tragedy. Very well penned. Excellent job.

[emmajoy]

Makes me think of escape from one hell into yet another .. could be the pogroms.. could be voluntary pre WWII exodus, could be enforced transit of the enemy's unwanted. Makes me think of the loss of hope and sanity to both body and mind .. makes me cry, feel, take away from this place

Seems almost a personal write, certainly a topic you feel. Superbly written, without fancy phrases. How it was, whatever it was.

[Star Wolf]

This paints a very sad and tragic picture for me of someone who has lost hope and maybe, just maybe they'll be able to find it again with hope. A very well written poem. I enjoyed reading your work.

[Wolf's Dark Song]

This reads tragic to me. Sounds like the life of a broken person seeking healing. Very compelling and darkly emotional. Great job!

[Emily B]

the title projects so many emotions, and the words they hold up their end of the bargain too

i had to stop and wonder at the disparity between the words asylum and refuge, I guess it was the wounded deer eyes that did it to me, many thoughts at the end of my several reads.

[Ken Simm.]

This will mean many things to many people. It means things to me. It will probably mean something else to someone else. It goes beyond your personal memories and isn't that the duty of all good writing?