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June 02, 2005
Into the Ravine
Be careful, ’ware your step
Avoid the crumbling sides
Stay solid on the path
Do not fall where earth divides
Don’t lean upon the shaky
Rotten protective fence
Don’t run or tackle, leap or play
That should be commonsense
The Ravine
Oh black Ravine
How deep? It is unseen
Beware of the Ravine
Beware the dark Ravine
One step amiss and DOOM is there
He’ll grab you by the shoulders
He’ll pull you down into the gloom
And smash you on the boulders
Hug the cliff face! Don’t look down
Into the gaping mouth of hell
It beckons those who don’t take care
I know – I was one who fell
The Ravine
Heartless Ravine
You are the space between
Beware the dark Ravine
Do not challenge the Ravine
This is a poem I have entitled ‘Into The Ravine’, which is a metaphor about falling into a ravine. Note the capitalisation of the 'Ravine’ in the poem – this is a device used to give the Ravine character, personify it to a degree, give it some malice, rather than just being a big hole in the ground. But the message is clear: no good will come of falling into a ravine.
Note to self: An alternative reading of the poem would be to suggest that YOU are the ravine, and the person walking on the crumbling path is your own depression FALLING INTO YOU - but such a reading is obviously loony tunes, and if anyone says it to you, you should leave the party immediately.
Speaking of parties, I’m off downstairs to meet Squeakfeather for a cup of iced milk. Good night diary and hello dairy!
Thanks for recording my poems, diary.
Posted by Sam Bowring at June 2, 2005 04:17 AM