Tuesday, August 21, 2012

The Arsenal


I construct my fortress carefully,
with words and verses, catch
phrases and platitudes, theologies
of my imagination, to articulate
or simply utter, in growling tones,
to fend off the evils outside,
discovering too late that I’ve
imprisoned the evil within.

This poem is submitted for the One Word Blog Carnival hosted by Peter Pollock. To see more submissions, please visit Peter’s site.

This poem is also submitted for Open Link Night at dVerse Poets. The links will be live at 2 p.m. Central time today.

Illustration: The St. Louis Psychiatric Rehabilitation Center, constructed in 1869 at the St. Louis County Insane Asylum, is located on Arsenal Street in St. Louis and for years was known as the “Arsenal Street Asylum” or simply “the Arsenal.” Today, it seeks to help people return to society, as opposed to keeping them away from society.

12 comments:

Martha Jane Orlando said...

Oh, I got goosebumps reading this poem, Glynn! Beautifully crafted.
Blessings!

Karen Kyle Ericson said...

This is very powerful! I like it. It reminds me of pretending to be perfect. God bless!

Anonymous said...

we can certainly hide behind words. though
it seems that it is brought to light sooner or later. yet, words and verses can also be used in a good way for things like expressing, understanding, renewing, collaborating. tearing down walls...

down with walls!

Brian Miller said...

oh snap...great twist in the end and can happen far too easily...seen it...far too often...

Unknown said...

Ooooh. Tearing that place down is harder than building it, too. Nice!

Joseph Hesch said...

Really enjoyed your use of the body as asylum. And the postcard illustration in its starkness only adds to the power of the piece.

Beth Winter said...

Fabulous. What more can I say? I love the depth. The ending caused my gut to clench in its raw honesty.

emmett wheatfall said...

Heavy and deep my man. Great poetry is constructed that way.

Bubba said...

Haunting, yet easy to relate.

-blessed holy socks, the non-perishable-zealot said...

Copy away, dude, for this wasn't MY brainpower. God bless you.

caryjo said...

As usual, your creativity is a heart-filler, strong-thinker.

Thanks much.

Cris Ferreira said...

The ending took me completely by surprise.
Very well written and inspired poem, Glynn!