Here's a link to my you tube channel where I read my poetry. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CEeNcBC_mnM
I've been to the bitter, dark place where dreams are decorations in dilapidated houses, a building haunted by the ghosts of spring. I tasted the wine of w****s and convicts there.
I've prayed with the broken and wasted. I spent days and months, almost forever with the feral men and women of America in homes not fit for fleas.
Then one cosmic day, while the wounded slept, I chased a beautiful moth that escaped the flame. And that has made all the difference.
This poem I think is one of your best. Contrast between the grim and the hopeful the imprisoned and the escaped the darkness and the light of the flame is a balance. Very nicely done
The first two stanzas are pretty grim, the testament of one who has seen the bottom of the barrel. The last stanza, however, tells of a sort of resurrection, a meeting with a "beautiful moth" who "escaped the flame." This apparently changed everything. The last words make me think of Robert Frost.
Thomas W. Case was born in Oxnard. He has published 3 volumes of poetry. The Bullfrog Dreams of Flying, Artichokes, Avocados, and Van Gogh, and Seedy Town Blues. He has won several poetry contests. Hi.. more..