This Poem was Submitted By: Regis L Chapman On Date: 2004-03-15 00:19:33 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Mis

I try to be understood out of order I try to stay in this silent hood as I cross the border I try to understand difficult when wielding sword wrapped in a headband it's more than I can afford I try to get out from under impossible, I am floored meanwhile is rent asunder reason before me gored at times I feel like thunder to reach across what I have stored what I touch I plunder signed in digital record after all I forget forever and remember today I forgot to shoot and yet I miss anyway

Copyright © March 2004 Regis L Chapman

Additional Notes:
This is about being on the fence about things. Specifically, it's about spirituality and how I and we (you and me both, I see you) kneel at the altar, but do not volunteer to be crucified, and yet succeed in another way. I think Jesus and those like him were/was/is great because he was at least honest and not lazy about it. All of that sentiment really came out more during the writing of this explanation than it did during the writing. It's my interpretation of my work now a week or so removed from it. I am not sure why the Jesus reference, really, but there it is. What do you think?


This Poem was Critiqued By: Mell W. Morris On Date: 2004-03-30 18:50:46
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Reeg: Another complex poem from your mind/hand meant to tax brains, precipitate thinking, and deliver a message. That message is my interpretation...your notes give notions of your intent but while I clearly see the spirituality herein, I would not have related it to Jesus nor the crucifiction. However, that is an apposite theme for the Lenten season. Your title intrigues...for me, "mis" is a negative prefix, usually connoting not. Out of curiosity, I consulted my unabridged and found it also means: 'dried dung.' The format you utilize for your poem is also interesting: rhymed, sans punctuation, unforced meter until the last stanza. "I try to be understood out of order I try to stay in this silent hood as I cross the border." There are so many nice turns of phrases, double meanings, and plays on words. For example, "out of order" may mean 'for the purpose of order' but it is a phrase most commonly used to convey 'disorder.' Then there is "silent hood". As the speaker is crossing a border, is he wearing a hood for disguise or does he refer to his brotherhood? I find this extremely clever, Reeg. Your second stanza tells us that the speaker strives to understand just as he strives to be understood. His comment is that it is an onerous task to try to comprehend matters when one is "weilding a sword", literally or figuratively. Great point. Cogitation does not emanate from warring. Stanza 3 is my favorite with some of the neatest lines I've read. "I try to get out from under impossible, I am floored meanwhile is rent asunder reason before me gored." While speaker tries to get out from impossible's hold, the interim is torn apart, and reason speared. Exquisite linguistic display. S4 gives more of speaker's attempts to span his accumulation and "feeling like thunder" in the process. Speker acknowledges his powerful touch. "after all I forget forever and remember today I forgot to shoot and yet I miss anyway." I smile at the audacious intelligence that produced those lines. Quite a wonderful ending, reminiscent of the title. You capture a universal feeling in those end words: I forgot to shoot and still missed. If this is all about fence-straddling, I must read up on the subject. I certainly see the dichotomy between what speaker wants and what occurs instead. For me, it is a message about the quandary of life itself and how difficult it is to navigate the waters of the times in which we live. I further find this an accomplished piece of writing and want to steal some of your lines! (But I won't). Kudos and congratulations for this rare art work. Best ever, Mell


This Poem was Critiqued By: Claire H. Currier On Date: 2004-03-29 09:14:38
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.38776
Poet....when I read this piece I tend to think of two separate poems.....both have good rhyme with them and the words flow easily as one reads on. It is structured well allowing the reader to see and feel what he or she may within each line. I think if we can first learn to understand ourselves inside and out then perhaps we might have a chance to understand the spiritual life we have. The Lord is my Shepherd I shall not want.......I love that line for whatever reason......I sing just that line, for whatever reason.........last week it was Amazing Grace that I kept singing to mom as she gasped for breath here at home in search of her final one so she could be with her Heavenly Father.......each of us may be crucified in a way different from the way our Lord was crucified and there is no greater love then His. Thank you for sharing this with us ......be safe, God Bless, Claire
This Poem was Critiqued By: Mark Steven Scheffer On Date: 2004-03-17 00:43:10
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Reeg, Keep writing out your experiences. Eventually, when you have become more saturated in poetry and your technical skill and craft becomes more subtle and surer, you will be turning out breathtaking stuff. The heart, the fire that moves the pen can't be taught. The rest can. Keep reading and writing. Looking forward to witnessing your development. Mark
This Poem was Critiqued By: Wayne R. Leach On Date: 2004-03-15 11:02:39
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.68571
Very interesting read. A difficult subject, one of the most popular, but often abused/misused. I think you have captured much of the needed subjectivity well with the staccato sounding t's and d's. The rhyming did not seem as important, though, a little distracting. That portion could, I think be used in a form containing longer lines. I guess what I am trying to say is that the rhyming caused me to pause, while the sounds made me try to race on. Hope this makes sense, without being offensive. It's only intended as a suggestion. I try to get out from under impossible, I am floored meanwhile is rent asunder* reason before me gored * [a little hesitation/perplexity here, I think, interpreting "meanwhile" as adverb or noun??] after all I forget forever and remember today I forgot to shoot and yet I miss anyway Why not, to keep the line and rhyme form, AND the hesitation, place a hyphen or ellipsis between "miss" and "anyway"? Thanks for posting this strong piece of work, Reeg, and take it easy on the self-abuse. :) See you "on the fence"? wl
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