Prose Poem № 142396
Lost and Found
I'm lost and I'm found
Differences abound;
I'm weak and I'm strong
to be a part, oh "to belong"
I'm short and I'm tall
will the last facade fall?
I'm light and I'm dark
the contrast is stark;
I'm joy and I'm pain
what is to be our gain?
I sink and I swim
pour the glass of gin;
I lose and I win
can't we all be put in?
I'm lost and I'm found ...
I'm losing ground
I'm cruel, but I'm kind
I want peace of mind.
5 comments
I'm not sure about there being so many questions in this, to be honest, and the couplet rhythm is very abrupt. Still, there are some good ideas in it.
"...I'm high but I'm grounded
I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed
I'm lost but I'm hopeful, baby"
I must admit that the stark and cliched comparisons ("I sink and I swim", for instance, or "I'm short and I'm tall") don't seem to convey any particular meaning to me. If you were to use two words in each comparison that are not exact opposites, yet convey a subtler contrast, I feel the poem would make for a more interesting read.
N. - I have a story on the way for you, I'll see if I can get it done in time to send to you later today.
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