Brian Davey Poet Quatrain

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    Why am I standing here feeling naked and alone?
        How did I even arrive here from where I've been?
            I use to have everything in perfect picture order,
                 perfect life, perfect family, perfect job, perfect friends...

                But how did I get here again to this time and place?
                    Oh yah it's because I lost every perfect everything
                        One day on top of the world, the next day totally ruined
                            This building is so high, do you think I might grow wings...

                            It's all so hard to grasp, I mean even my family left
                        Wife just took our kids then kissed me on the forehead,
                     smiled sadly, turned around, and walked out the door
                 You see that's why I'm jumping because I'm already dead...

                 A day that will be remembered throughout all history
             The day when everything collapsed in our financial world
         Ruined in one minute, it's so baffling, now I'm nothing
     I step over the ledge do a somersault and a final twirl... 




                                         05/22/16

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Andrea Dietrich May 23, 2016 at 3:20 PM This is really great work, Brian. Going into that dark area that is so great to explore from time to time. i enjoyed how the format looked like bird wings. When he falls, maybe he will sprout wings and be able to fly away to a better place. I hope so in spirit at least! Was this for a challenge of any sort? I am so happy you liked my Daddy poem. thanks for the inspiration. Brian Davey May 23, 2016 at 5:09 PM Thank you Andrea am glad that you like my write and yes hopefully he did sprout wings after he jumped at least he'll be in Heaven then, who knows? And thank you for inspiring me back! Have a great day

Probir Gupta May 23, 2016 at 12:29 AM How beautiful the collapse has become in the hands of poetry... and of course through the cerebral window of the poet... Brian Davey May 23, 2016 at 2:38 AM Thank you for such kind words Probir

Constance La France May 22, 2016 at 11:59 PM Brian, wow, what a fascinating write, I was enthralled from word one, and I love the layout too... 7 Brian Davey May 23, 2016 at 2:37 AM thank you so much Constance it gives me great pleasure to hear that I captivated you with my write!

Jesse Day May 22, 2016 at 5:53 PM Exellent read - words add power to the why and how of suicide - feel the history of the great depression revisited. Complex and beautifully written - Brian Davey May 22, 2016 at 7:09 PM Thank you so very much for your kind words I am happy that you enjoyed it!