I deliberately haven't explained this poem, or how it was inspired, because I'm very interested in your interpretation of it; in it's effect on you. I know why I wrote it...but that's irrelevant when it stands alone.
So, when you read it, what does this poem mean to you? What is it about for you? Please leave your interpretations as comments without reservation, and don't worry, there are no right or wrong answers - I'm just interested!
Pegasus
it was blue
blue
and try as I might
I could not shake the thought of you.
I closed my eyes, breathed deep
and knew
I must wake up or
be damned.
And it wasn't planned, of course,
this vicious serpent morphed
into a white and graceful
winged horse with
fore-horn
burning bright,
yet we rode it bare-back
into the night
without sorrow or regret
that it wasn't yours
to give or
mine to take
and it had no business
no presence
on the silver lake, where the
wild things walked
among the swirling shadows.
And thus the morning mist consumed
its wings
the sunrise glinting off our golden rings
when the dawn revealed to us
by force
that it was not white, but grey,
and just a horse.
It sounds like a relationship, probably a marriage. After the shininess wears off, and you're left with just being people.
ReplyDeleteA sudden adultry seemed like a perfect romance until realizing it was just another extramarital affair.
ReplyDeleteDamn. I think Draco has it.
ReplyDeleteStunned! Draco does indeed have it! That is, he has exactly what I meant when I wrote it. Thank you so much for your help. I was never sure how many readers picked up my interpretation of my work. Now I have every defence in not explaining what my poetry means! 'Cos I'm as transparent as cling-film! :D
ReplyDeleteI love that poetry can mean whatever - to the poet one thing, to the reader another.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!