Poetry
Skin
By Talisker
17 August 2008

Have you ever thought how it might feel

To cast your skin like a snake or giant spider

Leave behind a perfect shell that looks

Enough like you to fool your closest friend

And yet, precious and fragile as fine gold leaf

Would disintegrate if touched or breathed upon?

 

One day I hope to do this simple thing

To slough this dowdy, life-worn husk

Escape like the house fly new released

From a matchbox into the empty vastness

Of  a cathedral or like a child’s helium balloon

Into the endless ether from his careless grasp.

  

Oli 17/08/08


Reviews

Written by punchy (576 comments posted) 17th August 2008
Lovely poem, one that makes you think. 
I love the "To slough this dowdy, life-worn husk " line. 
the first line sounds familiar, maybe from a song or something but maybe it just sound familiar because it works so well. 
Nice one 
 
Paula x
challenging
Written by fellpony (2924 comments posted) 17th August 2008
challenging as usual Oli - some interesting choices of simile (I mistyped that at first as "smilie" - not that you ever need to elucidate words with icons). "Careless" implies that life, ie the soul's occupation of a body, is a matter of little importance. As always, it demands re-reading and rewards thought.

Written by Phil (8763 comments posted) 17th August 2008
But what of the skin beneath? Perhaps another poem there. 
 
Challenging because it's a beginning, not an end. The most interesting questions are often those that ask: what if? And this seems to be one of those - at least from my perspective. 
 
Liked this very much. Some very effective images - especially lines 5, 6 and 10. 
 
Good to see you here.  
 
Phil
Thought provoking
Written by Brett (2419 comments posted) 17th August 2008
And refreshing. An excellent piece and (as Sue has already pointed out) some interesting, and original similies. 
 
I can't deny being envious of 'From a matchbox into the empty vastness / Of a cathedral...' 
 
Great. 
 
Cheers

Written by Fledermaus (4146 comments posted) 23rd August 2008
A most interesting poem. You do seem to know how to choose exactly the right combination of words to make an impact. 
"And yet, precious and fragile as fine gold leaf 
Would disintegrate if touched or breathed upon?" 
Is a brilliant example of that.

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