Meltdown (Inspired by Full Fathom Five, 1947 by Jackson Pollock)

not slow the burn

I've earned
it over the years
spurning no extended hands

now I've fallen
hot where I land

once precious metal to a mom
pinched sterling silver
to keep her calm

to dad a boy to shoot some hoop

I've failed them both

in mind a man who'd gain the world
to she a sore,

though when we danced...

I watched the curl of her lip
like 'I'm a locked door
to her happiness'
she wished I'd taken that navy ship
for only this she thinks I'm equipped

everywhere I step it clangs 'mistake'
my every choice they hate I'd made
yet, sure to trip if I don't remain sedated...

which path remains for me to take

since rolling eyes state "you're a fake"

since rolling eyes state "you're a fake"

since rolling eyes state "you're a fake"

***

not slow to burn

yes this I've earned
over the years






Contest:

admit, I am not a big fan of abstract art though I am fascinated by some
of it. Like the above painting by Jackson Pollock titled, "Full Fathom Five"
which not only is oil on canvas but also contains various objects he found
lying around the studio....nails, tacks, buttons, key, coin, cigarette butts, etc.

I find no meaning in Pollock's painting but I'm hoping you can. Write me
poem or prose based on what you see, think, or feel when you look at it.
Maybe you can get me to understand it!

Here is a link to the artist's biography. Aside from deep-seated
psychological issues, he also lived and died by the bottle. His canvas
creations were attempts to work out his inner demons through his
unique style of painting:

http://www.jackson-pollock.org/biography.jsp

50 words or more for poems, 150 or more for prose.
NO Adult or profanity or words alluding to biological functions of the
human body, including reproduction.

Thank you for entering!

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