Sunday, November 14, 2010

October Found Poem

Finding Sanity
This poem is written about a young boy who is constantly ridiculed for thinking differently, and it therefore assumed to be insane. Desperate to please, he searches to find the sanity that will make him fit in until, finally, he realizes that trying to be someone he’s not is driving him more crazy then he was to begin with and finds his sanity in accepting himself. This poem is an adaptation of a Terza Rima Sonnet (11 syllable lines with rhyme scheme aba bcb cdc ded ee) but, instead, I borrowed the concept of 11 syllables per line but changed the rhyme scheme to aba cdc efe ghg ii. This poem fits into my theme as it explores the idea of finding something that you have had all along, a rather common phenomenon in life.

The only poetic devices I used was repetition and alliteration.  

I spent my life wandering in a thick haze,
Told I needed to get my feet on the ground,
Told: to thrive in the world, I needed to change.

I spent my life always called simply insane
Simply because no living soul understood,
So they called me a fool and put me to shame.

I searched for the sanity they said I lacked
But each place I looked I found empty and cold,
And too endlessly filled with logic and fact

Along went my quest, with no luck to be had
And I grew so weary and ever so worn.
The search for my sanity drove me half mad!

I gave up the hunt and would no longer seek,
And found my sanity in being unique.





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  2. This hits close to home; I wonder if you wrote from the heart with this one. It's scary to put one's self out there, but this is very easy to relate to. To be honest, the explication helped a lot. I knew what I was getting myself into (in terms of this poem), and I felt like I understood it fully right off the bat upon finishing. I really liked this poem, but it truly does make me a little sad. The last two lines seems like the solution, the conclusion, but that it was too fast. Not gradual enough. Other than that, amazing writing once again. Props to you.

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