Hi, and welcome to my blog-turned-place where I post my writing. This is my outlet to put them up, which was radically different from the blog that this started out as. I hope you'll have a good time reading my blog/place where I post some poetry and some short stories. I try to cover a variety of topics in these works of mine, so I hope any readers will enjoy it. I'm not an English major by any stretch, but I enjoy writing. Critique would be nice for my writing, cause lord knows I could work on it. Enjoy!

Saturday, July 7, 2012

An unloved land

It was there. Sticking out like a sore thumb. An oasis of barrenness in a field of life.

In a short distance, there was a contrast.
On one side, there were buildings. Buildings that housed life and color.
On the other side, there was a vast and mighty ocean.
                That stretched out and eventually morphed into a grand deity.
Reminiscent of the Great War, there was a no man’s land. Barren. Empty.

The sand was there, where no sides dared to cross.
No one told them that they couldn’t claim the land-it was an unofficial rule that they wouldn’t.
The middle was like where civilization halted, where the blue waters refused to touch.
No claims were made in the name of H2O, nothing.
It was like a fairy tale was real; this arrangement was abrupt and unexpected.

The city was pushing to the vestige of its limits, yet
it didn’t want this territory. Nobody did.
There were no signs saying “Halt. Do not step on this land.”
Though one expected a park ranger to step out and tell you to punish the first person
who was brazen enough to set a toe on this infamous plot of land.

Would there be anyone who’d eventually dare do it?
To step foot on that hallowed, yet bare, land?

1 comment:

Erin said...

First off, this might be my favorite poem I have seen of yours yet. Why? I can't even name it really. The way you wrote this one was very poignant yet also quick and to the point. I really just appreciated the way you wrote this.
One phrase I kept reading over and over again--each time liking it more and more: An oasis of barrenness in a field of life.
What a great play on words!