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A Small Plum
Posted: 21 July 2008 Word Count: 144 Summary: This poem was actually written several years ago, when a close friend was very ill with a brain tumour. Sadly we lost him 5 years ago this week, which made em feel it was time to rework this a little and let it see the light of day. The title was invoked by somebody describing his tumour as being " about the size of a small plum". I'm still uncomfortable about the last stanza in particular and wonder if some of it is a bit too sentimental?
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What’s going on inside your head Oh, I can’t even guess But I can sense your pain, your fear, Of losses yet to come
Each day must be a milestone Amid a blur of pain Exhaustion must make you hide From each new days birth
The darkest shade of night Is when things are always worst You’re so alone, yet you feel it there Like a plum within your skull
If I could, I’d reach inside And pluck it as it grows I’d tear it out and mash it dead And heal the hole with tears
But I can only sit and watch While you shrink and burn Those around you yearn and reach But cannot touch your pain
And there is no other way But wait and see and watch As the life we know and care for is supplanted by a tree
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FelixBenson at 12:33 on 25 July 2008
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Hi Jacquie
This is very effective is demonstrating the fear and the anger that this awful experience presents.
I think writing always helps. The experience of reading this is very immediate, and the final lines tremendously sad.
As the life we know and care for
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Best, Kirsty
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Jacqui Whittingham at 17:58 on 25 July 2008
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Hi Kirsty
You're quite right,I was so angry at feeling so helpless and unable to change things.
Thanks for your comment on the last section - it was the main part I reworked and the ending was desperately sad. Much of my writing has been for cathartic purposes and I guess that's why it's usually dark and depressive - must try and write something for the sheer joy of it!
Jacqui
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FelixBenson at 12:48 on 26 July 2008
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Hi Jacquie,
I know what you mean ;-)
Sometimes it seems to me that the drive to write comes from the darker things .. I guess there is more to say about the difficult stuff and it is the exploring that makes it cathartic. We are all here just getting stuff of our chests I suppose! Certainly helps me.
I look forward to reading your next one anyway.
Best, Kirsty
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Tina at 09:55 on 27 July 2008
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Hi Jacquie
I can relate to the need to write to 'get things out of your head' as this is what started me off writing a while ago now - when we write like this it is the expelling of the subject matter which is important the need to shout it out and externalise the feelings which you have done very well here. I think some of the verses work better for you than others but I guess you are more interested in the whole message.
So sorry about your friend
More soon?
Thanks
Tina
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Jacqui Whittingham at 10:32 on 27 July 2008
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Hi Tina & Kirsty
It's great to know I'm not the only one using this type of therapy! I guess I knew that anyway - thanks to you both for your support and encouragement.
Kirsty, I know what you mean about some verses - I think I am starting to accept the last verse but I guess for me the whole thing just gets stronger at the end of the third verse, when my anger and powerlessness starts to really show but then fades away to a weak acceptance at the end. I feel the second verse is the one in particular that adds least to the whole thing. Is that what you meant?
Thanks again, all this really helps me consider what I'm doing and I hope will help me to write more poetry that is more approachable and really connects with the reader.
Jacqui
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ellynelly at 10:45 on 25 September 2008
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Dear Jacqui,
This is a very genuine and heart-felt poem.
Just a thought, but maybe if the title was "The Size of a Small Plum" then the reader would get both the medical and the figurative aspects.
It must be a term the surgeons use a lot. Years ago, I also had something removed "the size of a plum" (not malignant), and the words certainly stayed in my mind.
I was also wondering how the poem might look without capitalization at the beginning of lines; I think that might go along well with your minimal use of punctuation.
Regards,
EN
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