J. I. Thomas F. Poet Sonnet

Breaking Spirits

Suspended, caught in spider webs and flailing helplessly.
Immobilized, locked down within a matrix I can’t see. 
Destroyed, my panicked thoughts are fading to a subtle throb.
Annoyed, I cannot see which dial to turn. Which switch? Which knob?

I choose this—why do I choose this? Freedom seems so very sweet.
Yet my actions bind my limbs and throw my body at your feet.
My guts are wrenching, my heart is clenching, and I cannot sleep.
If I didn’t have all day to swoon, who knows how much I’d weep? 

You knew me when my intellect and confidence were true.
Take pride, and know that both of them were broken due to you.
You knew me when my eyes drifted o’er you at first pass.
Now I dream about you even as I pray at Mass.

Can I pretend to stand erect and independent now?
If I am to tell the truth, then I cannot see how.

2 May 2016

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Yoo Yo July 2, 2016 at 6:51 AM Hey James, Also who do you refer to through out. Is it god or to a girl? J. I. Thomas F. July 2, 2016 at 9:12 AM A girl as "Now I dream about you even as I pray at Mass" indicates. Thinking about God at Mass is pretty usual. Thinking about a girl as one prays to their creator is ... interesting, I feel, and easily worth a line of poetry.

Yoo Yo July 2, 2016 at 6:48 AM James what exactly is the setting of your poem J. I. Thomas F. July 2, 2016 at 9:14 AM Wherever I walk.

Yash Mehra June 30, 2016 at 6:08 AM I think the latter part of your comment is right. I was referring to the theme, the central idea of the poem. J. I. Thomas F. June 30, 2016 at 7:07 PM Thank you for the interest, and I'm happy I could help!

Yash Mehra June 29, 2016 at 6:50 AM this is a master piece,, but i cant seem to identify the genre. Yash Mehra June 30, 2016 at 1:52 AM

Yash Mehra June 29, 2016 at 6:42 AM James Fross, can you please help me identify the genre of Breaking Spirits? J. I. Thomas F. June 29, 2016 at 12:35 PM Well, it's both lyrical and a sonnet, if that is what you mean ... it is also clearly a love poem, one about being trapped and humbled and finding oneself in need of another. If that's not what you're looking for, I'll need some further clarification.

The Grahamburglar May 3, 2016 at 12:05 PM Hey James, welcome to the soup. I hope you find as much inspiration and encouragement from this site as I do. This is well constructed and I particularly like the closing couplet. J. I. Thomas F. May 3, 2016 at 3:40 PM Thank you, my good man. I'm still working my way through your cache. It's a pleasure!