Landscape Architecture
A Poem
Virginia creeper creeps up the
brick walls of my subconscious.
Suffocating my ability to think until
the vines of time leave me unconscious.
Poison ivy decided to slyly root itself
within the spicy soil of my privacy.
Spying on the highly divided bookshelf
silently poisoning the coalescence
of my internal library.
Quietly, I violently excavate the soil
with sharp, spayed shovels and axes.
Privately severing the invasive coils
before my persuasive psyche collapses.
I transplant thoughts to disrupt the noxious
composition of my earthly restraints.
To grow a mentally stable landscape
free of knots and obnoxious
expeditions into the abysmal
depths my brain constantly creates.
About the Creator
Kale Sinclair
Author | Poet | Husband | Dog Dad | Nerd
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Comments (12)
I liked the text; I found it interesting.
Well written
Congratulations on your TS.
Nice! It's a powerful metaphor for the ongoing effort to cultivate a peaceful, stable inner world amidst the chaos that often tries to take root.
What a metaphoric and masterful poem - the imagery you've evoked is so vivid and lifelike. Congratulations on the Top Story - it's well-deserved.
This is amazing, Kale. Congrats on the TS.
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Absolutely stunning work
What an artfully woven metaphor! We all need to transplant some healthy thoughts into our mindscapes, from time to time...I love this piece! Congrats on the well-deserved Top Story :)
Poison ivy decided to slyly root itself /within the spicy soil of my privacy. That is such a great line. Spicy soil. I love it. A wonderful metaphor, Kale.
So creative
Nice, Kale. Interesting, too, from a cognitive perspective. And...anatomically.