Ambiguous

poem by: Peter Gartner
Written on Jan 16, 2017

She was ambiguous and imperfect, not
As a nice niece in Nice, or living where
Folk f**k in Norfolk, nor considered hot,
But cold as any frozen fish, aware
Of nothing, with a dead eye, motionless,
Not to be contradicted, full of death,
Lifeless, exhausted, devoid, dull, unless
By some comparison made better breath,
What could improve such unrespected shame,
She could not ask to be excused her loss,
But insufficiency prevailed to blame
By easy use of unexamined dross.
She was despised for lazy discontent,
But none could prove she suffered with intent.

 

Tags: metaphor, pain,

Add Comment


Edward shields commented:
Confusing?

 

 

More by Peter Gartner

...
The Beauty Much M...

poem by Peter Gartner

The beauty much maligned cannot abide Her reputation's sullied form, and shapes Another destiny fulfilled to hide Abominable foul discredit, capes Her shame she would not own, her face disclaims Apparent misapplied dishonour, wou... Read more

...
Time is indiffere...

poem by Peter Gartner

Time is indifferent to women, men, All creatures small and large, all living things, That have a license to remain at then, What happened in a past forgotten brings Some simple happiness or worse despair In unremitting memory, r... Read more