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A Lantern Made of Suicide Notes:
Suicide by Metaphors

Daniel Henry Rodgers

 

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WARNING: DEALS WITH SUICIDE
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"The ink is not the hand that guides it
for it is the spirit that seeks to escape through its veins
leaving behind
the wounds of creation and the artistic scars
of those who came before." 

-Poet

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I. The Hour of Approach The poem I was writing refused to end— it kept writing me. Blood didn't ink these lines— the ink bled me. Each stanza a hidden-hematoma across the white of nothingness. Somewhere, midnight faltered, and I was no longer alone. II. Visitation: Sylvia Plath Sivvy came barefoot, bees orbiting her temples, the sound of crockery breaking behind her smile. “I took a deep breath,” she said, “but the brag’s gone. Now the heart mutters through marzipan nightmares.” Her eyes were bell jars, thick with steam. In one hand, a teacup cradled six dead stingers. I tried to look away— she pressed them against my tongue and said, “Be still. Taste legacy.” “Dying is an art” she murmured “I perform it exceptionally well.” III. Visitation: Anne Sexton Anne stepped out of a cindercloud Cadillac, pearls tangled in her wrists like regret. A Marlboro’s red tip blinked like an ambulance in her funeral smile. “They loved me best dead,” she laughed, “so I stayed that way.” She pulled a black lipstick from her purse, scrawled ‘Confession is possession’ across my ribs. “Be naked, darling. Be lyric. But never free.” Then she fed me a moth that tasted like my mother’s voice. "I've sealed my confessions," she ejaculated "in the hollow bones of winter." IV. Visitation: Ernest Hemingway Papa brought a marlin’s glass eye in a leather pouch and laid it beside his flask. His stare was a thunderhead over still waters his silence heavier than all his words. “You want the end? Make it clean. No adjectives. Truth is a knife, sharp pressed against your back." He unzipped my chest with a look. Inside: a typewriter with a trigger each key marked with a country he had fled. "You stand at the edge for so long, you forget where the cliff begins and where it ends." V. Descent They didn’t come to comfort. They came to feed. Each verse I bled, they devoured. Each metaphor unraveled in their teeth. I was not a poet. I was a feast a filleted tortured artist VI. The Coming of Poe Edgar entered like a final stanza— slow, inevitable, wearing a raven-shaped metronome and mirror-black gloves. His eyes strapped thunder to shadow. “I watched your pen become a spade,” he chortled. “And every poem you wrote, a shallower grave.” He held out a lantern made of scraps of all their suicide notes. It was perfumed with genius, with torment, with rot, the sweet decay of immortality VII. Collapse (Meta-Erosion) And then— the poem fractured— no longer lines just hemorrhage (syllables tearing like skin) I tried to scream but ink filled my lungs— the page folded in on itself like a dying star VIII. The Finality Edgar bent close. His voice was the ticking of a clock without hands. “You thought you summoned us,” he chuckled. “But we summoned you.” He smirked. The ink on my skin began to move. It formed one word: YOURS IX. Curse And if you read this far— don’t lie to yourself. You’re not safe. You’ve tasted it…..the tyranny inner critic perfectionism You’re already writing that next line. The poem is over. But you are not. . . .

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Date: 5/25/2025 8:48:00 AM
What an ending, Daniel. You captured the deaths of legendary writers well, and how sadly their legacies live with us. Always surprises in your poems.
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Daniel Henry Rodgers
Date: 5/28/2025 4:33:00 PM
Hello Mike, I always feel honored and grateful seeing your notes and insights. Blessings, Daniel
Date: 5/21/2025 12:05:00 AM
Dear awesome poet Daniel, I am reeling in wonder and awe at your ability as a writer and deeply moved by the muddle of thoughts that must have plagued the minds of these literary geniuses just before they ended their lives. They must have been under severe ongoing depression for long or were provoked by some instant shocking stimulus of the moment.
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Date: 5/28/2025 4:32:00 PM
Dearest Valsa, Your words left me both humbled and deeply stirred. You walked straight into the marrow of the poem and felt the ache I carried in every line. Thank you for seeing not just the blood-inked pain, but the haunting truths behind each literary soul I tried to honor. Your insight, compassion, and unwavering encouragement mean more than I can ever say. With love and gratitude, Daniel
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Date: 5/21/2025 12:08:00 AM
All of them chose different methods of courting death. Both Anne and Sylvia died inhaling poison gas from two different sources, Hemingway shot himself to death and Poe's death still remains a mystery... could be suicide. "Blood didn't ink these lines— the ink bled me. Each stanza a hidden-hematoma across the white of nothingness" Definitely you were under the weight of overwhelming emotions that the pen kept moving until it spilled blood and not just ink. We too feel swept away with this flow of blood. To cut short….Amazing talent!!!
Date: 5/16/2025 11:22:00 PM
Dear Daniel, "the poem is over but you are not" that is such a powerful ending, I think many poets are tortured souls, it's what makes great poets, as does empathy, to see and feel another's pain and to express it as you do is a wonderful gift to possess. " The poem is over but you are not", this one poem has really touched me in a way I thought words could or would never reach. Thank you my friend. Daniel
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Date: 5/20/2025 9:07:00 AM
Hello Daniel, I appreciate that my ending line touched you deeply, which is the greatest gift a writer could receive. The connection between our kindred spirits, even sharing the same name, feels like rare magic. I think your recognition of poetry's power to emerge from both darkness and empathy validates my journey. Thank you for letting my words reach you in that sacred, unreachable place. Spring Blessings, My Friend, Daniel
Date: 5/15/2025 3:52:00 PM
The way you wrote this presented itself almost in tattered shards of black crepe, and the image is of death and terror overshadowing those in the throws of despair, writing deeper and deeper hopelessness and spiraling deeper in darkness. My cousin exited through that dark door and left much sorrow in its 'wake'. He battled depression, and like Anaya has said below, probably bipolar disorder, manic depressive tendencies presented in his battles, he didn't share his prognosis but, pretty evident.
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Date: 5/20/2025 9:02:00 AM
Dear BJ, the personal connection you shared about your cousin's battle and departure moved me deeply and how sad. That very fact you recognized similar shadows in my poetry speaks to your poetic emotional insight. Your willingness to share such personal pain in response to my words creates a sacred bridge. Thank you for trusting me with your truth and seeing mine. Spring Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel
Date: 5/15/2025 2:50:00 PM
As I research these poets backgrounds who have done such deeds, it opens an understanding of why they implemented suicidal tendencies. For me it is heartbreaking in some cases, as was the first line of your poem, sadness fell upon me. Most had severe bipolar disorders, then aka manic depression as you know, dr. Some were encouraged to write poetry, others were writers to begin with. For me, I delve in who they were, it’s how I come to understand a bigger picture. Daniel, you have brought a new warmth and light to the soup, I always look forward to your posts and presentations full with flowing positive essays and insights! Ty, from the bottom of my heart and for your support as well. Wishing you well always, you’re one of my special poet friends, Anaya
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Date: 5/20/2025 8:44:00 AM
Dear Anaya, your thoughtful reflection on my troubled poets touched me. I think your willingness to research their struggles while preserving their dignity shows your beautiful heart. I'm also deeply moved that my work brings you warmth, and your encouragement nourishes my creativity in ways I can't express. Our friendship is a precious gift that illuminates my journey. It takes a person of wisdom to see both the darkness and light in poetry's landscape. Spring Blessings, My Dear Anaya, Daniel
Date: 5/15/2025 12:20:00 PM
Daniel, it's likely very hard for many to understand suicide. We'd have to have been in the depths of depression and despair where suicide makes sense since it is a means to end life that is too unpleasant to deal with. It seems perfectly logical to end it as a means to end the pain. We're lucky that we enjoy life and take pleasure in the simple things. However, and as you seem to know, this could all change in a short time. We could have losses, health issues, and strangely even a stock market crash that wipes us out. Frankly, I think I would be OK living in a tent. There's just too much of interest to observe and enjoy. I hope I can hold on to this and actually enjoy my own death when it comes. However, I'm currently in no rush.
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Date: 5/20/2025 8:40:00 AM
Hello Duke, your words touched me deeply. Your insight into the darkness where suicide becomes a rational escape is filled with truths I've faced myself with my clients. I treasure your perspective that finds wonder in simple observations, regardless of circumstance. Thank you for seeing my poem's heart and responding with such compassion and wisdom. I'm grateful our paths crossed. Spring Blessings, My Friend, Daniel
Date: 5/15/2025 11:41:00 AM
Funny we both wrote of suicide today! This is genius. These poets were more than their angst and eventual suicide. Geniuses locked up in their inescapable rooms. I love Sylvia Plath! Read The Bell Jar when I was in High School. Love her poem Tulips…I love them…she hated them because she couldn’t handle them. Fave for me, dear friend!!
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Date: 5/20/2025 8:35:00 AM
Dear Kim, I can't believe we both wrote about such heavy topics! Your insights are wonderful. I love how you capture the complexity of those poets. Sylvia Plath is such a genius, and I appreciate your passion for her work. Sylvia has always been one of my favorite writers and not only read a lot of her writings, but also several biographies. Spring Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel
Date: 5/15/2025 11:16:00 AM
WOW!!! What a very powerful write/quote you have here. Great Ending... Your pen was working overtime from the first line to the last line. So sad when a person ends their life by Suicide. You need to be writing books. FAV for me... Have a blessed day writing away.........
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Date: 5/20/2025 8:31:00 AM
Dear Paula, Thank you so much for your incredibly kind words about my poem! Your support truly touches my heart. Knowing that you connected with my writing means everything to me. I’m grateful to have a friend like you who encourages my passion. Sending you creative vibes! Spring Blessings, My Dear Friend, Daniel
Date: 5/15/2025 9:32:00 AM
I know what you're talking about! Sometimes I have no idea where my writing comes from- we're part of the UNIVERSAL GENIUS I believe, us poets. This is exceptional- I must have read it three or four times. Wow, Daniel. You reached inside and grabbed it. In my favs-
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Date: 5/15/2025 10:49:00 AM
Dear Paige, I feel so honored to read your comments, and I think it is the highest honor for any poet to be made a fav and have individuals who read it more than once. Spring Blessings, My Dear Paige, Daniel
Date: 5/15/2025 8:28:00 AM
A deep if dark poem. Poe is a maestro but I like the other poets. Pity that suicide is no solution. Apart from that your poetry is of the highest quality.
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Date: 5/15/2025 10:48:00 AM
Dear Victor, I hope that you are doing well and enjoying the spring. Poe is a master of his craft, and he is very hard to beat when it comes to those haunting reads. Poe is one of my favorites and has been for decades, although I have several others that I certainly admire, including Plath. Suicide is not an acceptable solution, and I pray for those who struggle in this realm. It is always a pleasure to hear from you. Spring Blessings, My Dear Victor, Daniel
Date: 5/15/2025 8:02:00 AM
The thought of Plath force feeding you caused my cheeks to pallor. Sexton's moth~ creepy but with the taste of a mother's voice... ok that's borderline psycho. Using one of my faves, Hemingway with the marlin's glass eye~ ruffled the smooth waters, Daniel. Your lines as from the mouth of Poe... THAT is the savant of dark vision. “I watched your pen become a spade,” he chortled. “And every poem you wrote, a shallower grave.” Strong enough to stand alone. I'd love to write the next line.
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Date: 5/15/2025 8:32:00 AM
Oh, Daniel! My comment didn't mean to imply that I thought you were psycho, merely the situation. lol I am so sorry. I'm also impressed by the addition of the pictorial in which all the poets appear. I am enjoying the thought of being one of your special friends. Merci, bon ami.
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Date: 5/15/2025 8:24:00 AM
Dear Lin, LOL!! Maybe I am a little borderline psycho. Or perhaps we each have a little bit of twistedness. I know and always trust that you see a poem for what it truly is, and how could I not appreciate every one of your words. I love reading Hemingway and have truly enjoyed reading Plath along with several biographies. Sexton is not one of my favorites, but I do appreciate her visceral ways. I like your suggestion, and maybe I will take those lines I wrote about Poe and post them as a separate posting in the future. You are one of my special friends, and I appreciate you. Spring Blessings, My Dear Lin, Daniel
Date: 5/15/2025 6:53:00 AM
Dearest Daniel, what an intense poem you've composed. It hits right in the heart. Wow. I'm speechless. All those poets, they were all geniuses but they were tortured souls. How my heart aches for them, they deserved so much better. But then I think about this quote I read somewhere "pain forges a poet". While writing this poem, your heart must have been so heavy. Thinking of you and hope you're doing okay, my dearest friend. With love and respect always, Anne
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Date: 5/15/2025 7:59:00 AM
Dearest Anne, I am always thankful for your words and insights into my poetry. I do not think you know, but by trade, I am a Mental Health & D&A Counselor, and I meet with many individuals who have suicidal tendencies. My specialties are trauma, complex trauma, and addictions. With all that said, I write from the heart, seeing my clients go through these battles of life and death. My heart breaks when they cannot discover that "Life Worth Living" because their affliction is too great. When I write poetry, I speak from the heart of those things I have experienced through life, which includes my counseling. Thank you for your loving concern, and it is appreciated, and I am okay, for I do have that Life Worth Living. Spring Blessings, My Dear Anne, Daniel
Date: 5/15/2025 6:26:00 AM
You make Taylor Swift's Tortured Poets feel like a walk in the park. Talk about torment and descent. Sivvy? I like it. Poe being himself and yet not himself. Ernie and Anne add to the eclectic mix. They say there's a thin line between genius and madness. Careful friend. The abyss is deep
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Date: 5/15/2025 7:49:00 AM
Hello Tom, I wanted to show that they were real people with nicknames, and I loved Sivvy, which Ted Hughes used to call her and some of her friends. I recently read Red Comet, which is a biography, and also her book The Bell Jar. I love her visceral writings and how she speaks from the heart. Unfortunately, she battled depression along with my other characters. They talked from pain and genius. Being a counselor, I see people every day who have suicidal tendencies and who struggle to find purpose. Our job as counselors is to help them find that Life Worth Living. But no matter how much we try, there will always be those who succeed. Every counselor should have good self-care to ensure they do not fall into the same trap. Thanks, as always, Tom!! Spring Blessings, My Friend, Daniel

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