Kim Rodrigues Poet Free verse

DEADLY CROSSING OF POE AND PLATH

The raven is too hyperactive at my window pane.
Hear how noisy its wings are; was napping, now knocking knees.
Was about to turn over, with restrictions of the homebound,
As the shadows fly off tight walls, this cot, my face.
I am bothered; I am covered in ebonic feathers.
My eyes tick-tock, they’re grave, and my blue hands they are warmed by ice;
And the cuckoo visits ev’ry half hour as my flesh morphs pale green.

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Steven Getz January 9, 2024 at 12:12 PM This is an interesting poem. It addresses two interesting very good poets, both of whom died too young, although one was a suicide. To me, suicide is the most extreme form of self- criticism. To me, it is only justifiable during the final stages of terminal cancer. Kim Rodrigues January 9, 2024 at 1:03 PM Thank you, Steve. We don’t know what mental issues play into suicide. My nephew and others seemed to get worse under the pandemic. God only knows. God bless!

Paige Hind November 26, 2023 at 5:58 PM Heavy, yet strangely beautiful...in its own way..."hands warmed by ice" what a line.... Kim Rodrigues November 26, 2023 at 7:50 PM Thank you, Paige! This is for a contest. It is called “Poe in the style of Plath”

Evelyn Judy Buehler November 26, 2023 at 1:14 PM Captivating images, brilliantly conveyed. Dark and deep. Great writing, Kim. Kim Rodrigues November 26, 2023 at 1:39 PM Thank you, Evelyn! I. Appreciate you!

Silent One November 26, 2023 at 10:44 AM I really like how you did this.. it may be short but it is impactful... Kim Rodrigues November 26, 2023 at 11:34 AM Thank you, dear one! I appreciate your comment!

Sara Kendrick November 26, 2023 at 9:21 AM I can see Poe in this one, but I am not so familiar with Sylivia Path so not so sure about her other than seems like I remember she committed suicide. Thanks for sharing this contest entry with us and for the visits to my page. Keep on writing. Sara K Kim Rodrigues November 26, 2023 at 10:18 AM Look up tulips by Sylvia Plath. My favorite though it shows the depth of her depression. She was a great poet.

Bj Legros Kelley November 25, 2023 at 6:19 PM Oh this is bone chilling! Yikes Kim! I think you did this very well, good luck in the contest my friend! :) Kim Rodrigues November 25, 2023 at 9:43 PM Thank you, Bj

Richard Lamoureux November 25, 2023 at 4:48 PM It made me think of Alfred Hitchcock’s movie The Birds. Kim Rodrigues November 25, 2023 at 6:12 PM I did think about that too as I was writing :)