Analysis of Candy

Dana Rogers 1970 (Connecticut)



at first her voice kept quiet
hiding behind your faded smile
her salt piercing resilient tissues
a room full of three disguised as two unaware of the elephant
soon however her presence known as if when a blue whale groans
struggling to remain calm, I start cheering inside your prison
disguised as a church
my restless fingers trace your palm
if these predicting lines that represent are true, I mustn't reveal too much
in any energized room my eyes never roam, tunnel vision, no decision, as only you will do  angry lips scorch your frozen cheek
I tap my feet to the sweet black boot
music your brass knuckled hands beat
our bed once warm now cold to the touch
you're fast asleep under the table
on which the lines were drawn
these hammered wings can’t weather this storm
head to heart gemini twins remembering green grassy field days when we planted the seed
close by, the clock mocks time
smoking in the rain I try to escape
from our songs that constrict
I dry my wounds inflicted from her steep win and pretend we never met your dirty tongue quietly screaming, in a haze
need of rescue
once again shutting those grassy field days out
ribs and bones in view
gone are the one bench for two at our favorite restaurant
our hands held tight under the table the conversation loose
you return to her dark drawn-out cold nursing that would renew   spilt mother’s milk
I cannot tolerate or recreate the man I once knew
she can strike at any moment
pipe held in sweaty mouth flowing victory I have to let go and not pursue


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Poetic Form
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Closest metre Iambic hexameter
Characters 1,520
Words 277
Sentences 1
Stanzas 1
Stanza Lengths 30
Lines Amount 30
Letters per line (avg) 41
Words per line (avg) 9
Letters per stanza (avg) 1,225
Words per stanza (avg) 280

About this poem

This poem is about how much a women loves a man that is addicted to cocaine. She was unaware of his addiction when they first met. The poem refers to his addiction as she. The poem reflects on the times when her love was pure, and the man was free from substances. The poem, in the end demonstrates the woman has no choice but to leave her love because he is unhealthy due to the drug use he kept secret.

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Written on September 15, 2022

Submitted by springboxishappy on September 24, 2022

Modified on April 03, 2023

1:23 min read
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Dana Rogers

I worked as a dental hygienist for 25 years full time and raised my son as a single parent for 12. I had to give up my creative side. My son is now in his last year in college and already has a job waiting for him. I now am able to relax a enjoy the arts. more…

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