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She Waits For Me

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She Waits For Me:

Her touch is mercilessly chilling
When she appears inside my room
I can hear her gibbering softly
As she mutters words of doom

The lady pushing the brink of delusion
I am cornered to the edge of my waning sanity!
I shatter mirrors and reflective surfaces
To preserve some sense of humanity

Yet they say my delirium is a mere illusion...
Ha! They judge the things that they cannot see
She comes to me in depths of the night
Because she knows I cannot flee

Do you know the feeling of waking up
With her grinning face before me?
Rotting teeth and swollen flesh;
It would be better not to see!

But tonight I shall end this worthless pain
With a single act, let it all be done
I will burn my eyes and cast them out
For our game has just begun...

"Come spirit, let us end this you and I..."

-Chen Yuan Wen, 7th July 2012
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Author's Comment:

Arrr maties,

Tonight as ye know, me net be dead, so sadly a lot of things will have to wait. However I will make up for the dedz. Ye have me word on that.

More importantly, I wanted ta do somethin' a little different from tha usual horror stuff. I mean tha clean cut approach be the usual yammer about tha' spirit hauntin' a man and tha man commits suicide and everything ends. Nah, not me style. I wanted to do something with a twist and so here ya go. Tha spirit pushed a man to madness, but what if he is mad enough ta fight back? Game on ghosts...game on...

However, I should probably note that a part of tha reason I wanted ta do this sort of thing is that many individuals feel that things in this world can't be changed. Personally, they can, it's just a matter of determination and whether or not ye have someone ta lean on when times get rough. If ye don't accept yer faults right from the beginning and look to change yerself ta improve and evolve. If ye cling ta the ideal that people should accept ye fer what ye are and no less...then, I'm afraid that sometimes, that isn't going to play out well.

Start with a mirror...and don't run from ye own reflection.

-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates :iconwordofchen:

Other Poems by Me:
Barely Breathing - [link]
An Epic Legend - [link]
The Tomb of Khaine - [link]
To Save a Princess - [link]

Other Prose by Me:
Sanguine Chapter 1 - Release 4 - [link]
Pirate: The Legend of Chenbeard, Chapter 1 - Release 1 - [link]
Mercenary Chapter 1 - Release 1 - [link]
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It's very easy to see how this piece grabbed some attention on the front page--this tale of an unnamed narrator, though following well-worn plotlines and standard imagery, does contain a very classic theme that many find timelessly intriguing. Hauntings--and the effects thereof--and the possibility of an unreliable (insane?) narrator can make the idea of it compelling.

The trick to executing such a used and re-used situation, however, lies in the author imbuing their own piece with originality and new life, settling it in with refreshing imagery and new twists and notions, to make it fresh and exciting for the discerning reader.

One of the first things I noticed about this work is that you've categorized it under "traditional and fixed forms", which I can only assume must be an error on your part? Forgive me if I am rehashing something you are already aware of, but fixed form/traditional poetry is called such because it's form is indeed, well, *fixed*. By that it's meant that it is a poem that follows certain standard rules. "Fixed line patterns in Western poetry take several forms: 1) accentual, 2) syllabic, and 3) accentual-syllabic."

"A fixed form poem is one that fits a traditional set of rules about repetition, meter, rhyme, and other patterns. Some examples of formal poems are sestinas, sonnets, villanelles, and ghazals."


(From [link] and [link] I highly recommend these articles, they are very good and informative!)

Rhyming alone does not a fixed poem make--as it stands now, this work is technically "free verse", which, although not many are aware of this, certainly does allow for rhymes and metrical play. It doesn't fit any sort of traditional or established form. Playing into that is its lack of of any consistent meter. In sonnets, for example, you can have the famous iambic pentameter, which consists of five sets of syllable pairs, one unstressed and the other stressed. For example, calling on Mr. Shakespeare's opening of Romeo and Juliet (capitals indicate stress on syllable):

two HOUSE/holds BOTH/aLIKE/in DIG/niTY,
in FAIR/verO/na WHERE/we LAY/our SCENE.


Okay, so that makes, in terms of meter, a pattern of 10/10/10 etc. This work, however, if you look at it that way, contains a metrical pattern of, in the first three stanzas: 9/8/9/6; 11/14/13/10; 14/9/8/8... in other words, no true pattern.

Again, perhaps this was merely a mislabeling your part, but I felt I should bring it up because it's something I've seen in other pieces throughout your gallery. Sorry, it's not a fixed form. Okay, moving on! To continue the technical theme, I'd advise a closer proof-read of this piece--your placement of punctuation comes off as random. Best to decide whether to fully include it, consistently include it in certain places, or omit it altogether. It makes for an easier read and a good degree more professionalism.

The italicized lines at the end of every stanza confuse me. I can see this is a sort of trademark of yours, however, I'm bewildered as to what artistic purpose they might serve. If anything, they come off rather jarringly. Use italics and such typographical embellishments sparingly, and save it for true impact. Highlighting every last line only makes it look a bit silly.

Word choice is important in poetry. Intense imagery is key to what a poem really is. A good one involves the reader deeply, emotionally, and is very sensory-laden, far more so than most other entertainment forms ever can do or be. For maximum effect, a poet should take care to always avoid overused or cliched phrases or maxims. A few of these do pop up here. A touch that is "chilling", for example. What's a truly unique way to say that, some way that will make you stand out from the average amateur? Turn it over in your head. Consult dictionaries, thesauruses, classic literature. What can truly startle a person into really feeling what you mean? Cliched phrases make the discerning reader skip over to the next bit, eyes skimming, because they've read it a million times before and subconsciously (on consciously) their brain is going "yeah, yeah. Read it before. What's new?"

Along that vein rests some pretty typical rhymes. Room and doom. See and flee. Me and see. Done and begun. Okie doke. Not horrible, but it doesn't bring anything new to the table. This is an exciting story, so your word choice, your very phrases and diction should excite me! I want to feel this creepy atmosphere and the narrator's desperation and horror. Who is this spirit? Who is this narrator? And furthermore, why should I as a reader care about them? Elaborate, expand, and spice up the language. I'd also recommend cutting that very last line. It adds absolutely nothing beyond the sort of dialogue you'd see in a video game, and that's not what this idea deserves! You've got a strong idea and a good notion of where to run with it, so why not spend a little more time giving it the love and attention that can really make it have an impact.