Treasure Island

Marc O'Maolain

(25 May / Phillipines)

A Poet's Fear


Fear of expressing what my heart feels

Dread of dead metaphors

Of using clichés and unapproved ways

I sit like a boat without oars

Un-manifest, my songs unsung

Like a child that fears and abhors

A scolding teacher’s harshing tongue

Words stranded on the shores

Of my soul, unsent to one

Who hears me nevermore

Submitted: Monday, March 23, 2009
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  • Catrina Heart (3/30/2009 12:15:00 PM)

    Stunning composition of a poet's fear
    But do we have to fear to express our mind and feelings?
    That's what are writers for to express the unheard voices
    Even the use of dead metaphors or even non-sense in someways to others....
    Great poem to share written in vividness and fine diction.....10 (Report) Reply

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