Sophia White

Rookie ('90 / America)

A String Of Simile - Poem by Sophia White

Words bind me, wrapping around me like vines
And like vines they grow, and constrict, like a boa
And like a boa they hiss in my ear, the most wonderful things.

Words chain me, tethering my wrists and ankles like iron
And like iron they do not rot or wither, like Eternity,
And like Eternity, I do not know when they will end.

Words shackle me, holding me down like paralysis,
And like paralysis, they have no immediate cure - like Love,
And like Love, within them I am free and beautiful and alive.


Comments about A String Of Simile by Sophia White

  • Rookie - 80 Points Kesav Easwaran (4/16/2008 5:14:00 AM)

    words cascading up and along...beautifully... (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • Rookie Landrey (4/29/2007 7:57:00 PM)

    yes, echo echo, very good.
    creative Idea and you made it soar.
    -landrey (Report) Reply

  • Rookie R. S. Farris (4/17/2007 8:16:00 AM)

    your rhythms are particularly good in this one! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 19 Points Rajaram Ramachandran (4/16/2007 8:17:00 PM)

    A String of Simile-an apt title for a wonderful poem. The words flow like a simphony and sound musical to my ears (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Raymond Wright (4/16/2007 7:29:00 PM)

    Absolutely stunning, Sophia!
    ~Ray (Report) Reply

Read all 5 comments »



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Monday, April 16, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 15, 2011


[Hata Bildir]