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Getting Through : Creative Writing
Monsters | from nix - Tuesday, August 07, 2007
accessed 769 times * Hush little baby
The beasts are approaching
Don’t be afraid
Of the terror encroaching
The monsters are terrible
Murderous beings
Though I’ve never observed them
Believing is seeing
They’ve been sent to injure
The frail such as you
But there is salvation
I know what to do
I’ll hide you right here
In a pit full of snakes
And leave you forever
If that’s what it takes
Maybe you’ll be hurt
You may end up dead
But at least you’ll be safe
From the beasts in my head |
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Reader's comments on this article Add a new comment on this article |  from Korpesco
Wednesday, September 19, 2007 - 07:26
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Well done.
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| from Oddman
Tuesday, August 14, 2007 - 15:47
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Not half bad. Reminded me of the film "The Village".
I didn't see it as limited to a parent/child relationship, but rather descriptive of cowardice within the self.
What we sometimes forget is that FGAs not only placed their children in that pit, but placed themselves there. Not only did their children get injured, they themselves were as well. Their relationships with their children were injured. Their ability and capacity to think, analyze and choose the best course for themselves was injured. By sacrificing up portions of their thoughts, they gave up many moments of joy they may otherwise have experienced. They depreciated the value of their own lives.
And not all of us SGAs can point the finger, as far as imaginary monsters go. While we know that the monsters of our parents don't exist, we can easily create monsters of our own, thus retracting into a similar pit -Be it bad drugs, bad relationships, bad company, a bad job- anything that we feel is safer than those monsters that must be out there somewhere.
The above poem says a lot about thought, assumptions, and imagination. Beasts, monsters, frailty, salvation. I find this poem far more interesting when one assumes it is all about the self. Do I sometimes consider myself a baby? Still not knowing the world? Do I subconsciously consider myself frail? Maybe not weak, but weaker? Is there some inferiority complex from having grown up in a pit? Do I feel less educated? And monsters, are they mine? Or am I the monster? Do I fear myself, thus pushing away those who need me, fearing they'd be safer in their pit? At least safer than being with me? In doing so, am I fearing responsibility, blame? Like when I sense someone is suicidal, I don't want to be the last person they spoke to?
Many ways to interpret this piece. I read it many times over.
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| | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | from rainy
Saturday, August 11, 2007 - 17:10
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Well, I got it immediately. Sharp observation. Well put.
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|  From vix
Saturday, August 11, 2007, 20:01
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I think some of us just have more of a metaphorical mindset than others. I liked this one very much too. My initial interpretation was along similar lines as the explanation below, but of course there were elements that were personal to me. I think it's a powerful representation of the type of self-preservation tactic that turns out to be self-destructive and damaging to others, too. Perhaps having suffered from severe depression in the past, and lamenting for a time the effects that it must have had on my children, enabled this poem to come alive to me in a way that it seemed did not happen for some.
Haven't seen you in a while, I miss you. Let's talk sometime.
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| | from mia1
Friday, August 10, 2007 - 10:19
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um just curious but are u nix martinez?
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| | | | from mia1
Friday, August 10, 2007 - 08:24
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My Hero!!!! I knew I wasn't the only one to want to leave my precious critters (babies)in a snake pit....and there I was feeling sooo guilty. It's nice to know there are like-minded folks around!!
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| from cheeks
Thursday, August 09, 2007 - 05:54
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Don't have kids.
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| from thatata
Thursday, August 09, 2007 - 04:48
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This is kind of interesting,but it confuses me a little;first I thought you might be talking about religion or The Family but...what are you talking about?
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| From nix
Thursday, August 09, 2007, 09:15
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If I was to say:
“Because of people's ignorance and fear they do all sorts of horrific things -like joining a sick cult in an attempt to escape a world they perceive as evil- thus directly exposing their vulnerable children to things far worse than they might have encountered in the ‘Evil World’.
… Well it wouldn’t sound the same would it?
The “Monsters” are metaphors for the trepidation some people have in facing a world that may have passed them by while they were out baking what little brains they had on LSD. Or perhaps they have such a diminished capacity to thrive in a society that requires them to fend for themselves, that their “Monster” is their own ineptitude to flourish independent of an external structure laid out by a pastor, preacher, shepherd, or End Time Prophet.
The “Pit of Snakes” –once again metaphor- may characterize neglect, molestation, abuse, exploitation, or any of the myriad of injustices suffered by the ones who are truly innocent, yet end up suffering for their parent’s shortcomings.
And now the magic is gone and this is all it can mean to anyone. Why don't you decide what you think it means…... That’s what makes reading and writing fun.
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| | From thatata
Thursday, August 09, 2007, 10:06
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You know you could explain things more interestingly.Or you could have kept a "dignified"silence.You could have even said ,"Yes,it does touch on religion,theres others stuff in it too think for yourself.What does it mean to you..."
When I read your reply it made me read your poem again,and...The mother,father,is a bit of a psycho...He plainly states"Ill hide you right here in a pit of snakes"Very conscious,but I guess hes more afraid of his own filth,so he thinks he would be better off with someother mess then with his own.Very neurotic.
You said explaining takes the magic but for me ,it made me look again.But dont worry I wont bother with your poems again.It was interesting enough reading it though.(reply to this comment) |
| | From nix
Thursday, August 09, 2007, 10:42
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Hey! I can't win with you. First you seem disturbed by my imagery and ask for an explanation, and then you say my explanation is uninteresting. Anyway, I ain't mad atcha, you asked for explanation so I gave it. I don't want you to not bother (Unless you would rather not) I just want you to draw your own conclusion. Then if you like it you can tell me, and if you don't you can tell me that you have read better writing on the walls of a public bathroom. Better yet, if it meant anything to you and you felt like sharing your thoughts..........:)
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Wednesday, August 08, 2007 - 15:44
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I like it !
-let's hope it's not true
;-P
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