A poem I wrote....

[tryptonique]

Semiotics

Crosses on the freeway
Mark the waypoints
For those who were pulled aside
Jerked into the rushing arms of eternity

This is my waypoint and my sign
For those who want to read it
Pointing towards roads I have taken
A burden individually borne
Born into life , born into storm

An ominous wind calls to me
A tornado blackens the sky
It is the end

Comments

[fieryminge]

We've already talked about it, but I have to say again: I really, really like this poem.

And every time I think of it, I am now kicking myself for not buying the Chrysalis in high school!

[tryptonique]

None of my stuff in high school was this good. It was darker and not as inspired. So don't worry about it.

:)

[joywa03]

I really like this, E. I'm glad that I didn't completely butcher the meaning of it when I first read it. The details and imagery are just fantastic! Good job! Two cookies for you!