Scar Tissue Poem by Kate Austin

Scar Tissue

Rating: 4.0


blackened dreams and sorry hearts
murdered doves that are falling apart

thoughts swirl in their lying eyes
splintered hopes and family ties

scar tissue builds up and suffocates
there's not a shred left of what once was grace

lakes of black and oceans of red
the second is blood; the first is dread

being angry is easy but happy is hard
there's live trees in the ground but dead leaves in the yard

your good intentions were edged with glass
time will heal but time doesn't pass.

people suffer and people die
a limb for a limb like an eye for an eye

no one is real and everyone is fake
God can give and God can take

i collect dust and grime along the way
hoping for a break from this pain someday

-kate austin

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
David Sabo 02 January 2010

I really like this this is my favorite line 'being angry is easy but happy is hard' its really true and something i need to think about.

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Lady KrimZen 26 December 2009

I like this poem. And not only because it is the type of poetry I enjoy reading and writing; but for the great use of 'death' imagery. My only negative critique for this poem is in response to Stanza 4: 'lakes of black and oceans of red the second is blood; the first is dread' In my honest opinion, you do not need the second line of this Stanza. We can gather this information from the use of the words 'black' and 'red'. You might want to re-read this part of the poem. Um... If you do not mind, I thought I might also include a little edit I did up for you (if you do not mind) . EDIT: Blackened dreams and sorry hearts; Murdered doves slowly falling apart - Thoughts swirling in their lying eyes; Splintered hopes and family ties. Scar tissue builds up and suffocates, Not a shred left, of what was once grace. Being angry is easy; being happy is hard; There are lively trees in the ground, but dead leaves in the yard. Your good intentions were edged with glass; Time will heal, but time doesn't pass. People suffer, and people die; - A limb for a limb, like an eye for an eye. No one is real, and everyone is fake; - God can give, and God can take I collect dust and grime along the way; Hoping for a break, from this pain someday. Simple breakdown of what I did: I added some punctuation to the poem because I felt that this is a poem that should be read aloud. The punctuation will help create natural pauses and build up a somewhat tense atmosphere within the poem. It should also give the poem a more morbid and eerie mood too; which suits this poem perfectly. Also, I have tried to keep it as simple as I could. I noticed the rhyming scheme (and I hope I did not throw the rhyming scheme out either) , so I could not simplify everything in the poem. But that is just my own thoughts on how you could change/improve the poem. In conclusion, a great read and a great piece of writing. I hope you do not mind my lengthy critique. Keep up the great work!

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Catrina Heart 29 November 2009

simply beautiful and poignant...................

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Adriana Ellis 29 November 2009

I like it. Good job

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