Choice

Resurrection, not again.
Reaching out to stop
this blaring sound!

Shuffling along like a
automaton, to reach
the falls of rejuvenation,
that slowly revive the
outer senses.

Rushing, rushing away
from sanctuary, garbed
in wool, cotton and leather.

Anxiety begins in a place
of mediocrity.

How un-momentous, being
here under duress.
This was not by choice.

— Eduardo Cruz, Sep 20, 2008

About the Author

Region, Country: New York City, N.Y. Spanish Harlem, USA

Favorite Poets: P. Neruda, Jose de Diego, E. Dickenson, R. Frost, there are many more, but these had the greatest influence...

Critiques

themoonman

17 years 10 months ago

Hi Eddie...

I like your poem very much.. a automaton.. an automaton maybe.. I love your choice of words in this one.. Anxiety begins in a place of mediocrity.. love that line! this was not by choice.. no, we do not get to choose everything, some of life is purely left to chance... an enjoyable read... Richard

Eduardo Cruz

17 years 10 months ago

Hey Richard

that's it, chance. we can still control it by not giving up. It's alway a pleasure to hear from you. thanks for reading. Eddie "We know the mysteries of philosophy and of the art of Holy Poetry" By Jose de Diego

Mohammad Yamin Iraqi

17 years 10 months ago

Choice

Eduardo What a beautiful poem Eduardo! It reminds me of the eighteenth century Persian Poet Bedil who says "Life has been thrusted upon me. It is up to me to spend it happily or brood over it". It is a fact that to spend it happily or bood over it is the only choice one has. I encourage you to read my poem Knowing Myself. Best wishes. Mohammad

Eduardo Cruz

17 years 10 months ago

Persian poets

Mohammad, I spend some time in your neck of the woods in the 1970's, well really your neighbor Iran. I loved the tea houses were poetry was read aloud. Persian's love life and poetry, what a marvels history. Iraqi, the cradle of life. I will definely read your poem's I"m very glad you stopped by to read. Allah Akbar! Eddie "We know the mysteries of philosophy and of the art of Holy Poetry" By Jose de Diego

infinite_dwarf

17 years 10 months ago

Eddie

Really liked the flow in this one. Just seems to pull you in, and not let go until the end. Cool icon, too! ~Jess K. ---------------------------------------------------- "Johnny was a chemist’s son, but Johnny is no more. What Johnny thought was H2O, was really H2SO4...."

Eduardo Cruz

17 years 10 months ago

Avatar

Hey Jess, My daughter gave me the Avatar/icon. Glad you liked it. thanks for the comment I'm happy it grabbed you. always nice to hear from you! Eddie "do like the barren tree: flourish. And like the planted seed: rise" By Jose de Deigo

Join Neopoet to leave a critique

Neopoet is a free community of poets who critique and support each other's writing.

Join free Log in