Pinned with Holes



A black sheet, pinned with holes
Designed to enshroud us
Weighing us down with infertile
Visions

Enforcing the perpetual
Myth that we can never overthrow
The very gods designed
For no other purpose than
To chain us by their immobile feet

Pounding their stakes into our
Minds- whispering as fog
That the stars are nothing more
Than planets, and the sun is a ball
Of gas.

However, long before Gods, the
Stars not only existed, they reigned
And stood, titanic crowns overlooking
A beatdown people as a symbol for
A greater light that grew by the day
Within our ancestors, compelling them
To move from caves and into the sun-

The sun.

Long before the name of Ra was
Given to the sun, it was worshiped
As itself
Before man attempted understanding
Limiting- controlling

With a name

The name diluting the glory of
A sheer simple existence
Leading to the decline of man
And with the name, came the loss
The loss of hope and the degradation
Of potential

The falsehood was perpetuated
The sheet draped from above us could
Never be removed, the stars a hopeless
destination.

And so we lay beneath a black sheet
Pinned with holes
Designed to enshroud us
Weighing us down with infertile
Visions

About this poem

I wrote this poem as a reflection of the limiting nature of mortal men's reasoning.

Font size:
Collection  PDF     
 

Written on November 23, 2022

Submitted by nathans.74557 on December 05, 2022

Modified on March 05, 2023

1:08 min read
0

Quick analysis:

Scheme aBCD cxxef gxxxx xxhgxxe xxxhh x xxexec xxbe faBCD
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 1,198
Words 229
Stanzas 9
Stanza Lengths 4, 5, 5, 7, 5, 1, 6, 4, 5

N. Dale Smith

English Education major at BYUI more…

All N. Dale Smith poems | N. Dale Smith Books

1 fan

Discuss the poem Pinned with Holes with the community...

0 Comments

    Translation

    Find a translation for this poem in other languages:

    Select another language:

    • - Select -
    • 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
    • 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
    • Español (Spanish)
    • Esperanto (Esperanto)
    • 日本語 (Japanese)
    • Português (Portuguese)
    • Deutsch (German)
    • العربية (Arabic)
    • Français (French)
    • Русский (Russian)
    • ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
    • 한국어 (Korean)
    • עברית (Hebrew)
    • Gaeilge (Irish)
    • Українська (Ukrainian)
    • اردو (Urdu)
    • Magyar (Hungarian)
    • मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
    • Indonesia (Indonesian)
    • Italiano (Italian)
    • தமிழ் (Tamil)
    • Türkçe (Turkish)
    • తెలుగు (Telugu)
    • ภาษาไทย (Thai)
    • Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
    • Čeština (Czech)
    • Polski (Polish)
    • Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
    • Românește (Romanian)
    • Nederlands (Dutch)
    • Ελληνικά (Greek)
    • Latinum (Latin)
    • Svenska (Swedish)
    • Dansk (Danish)
    • Suomi (Finnish)
    • فارسی (Persian)
    • ייִדיש (Yiddish)
    • հայերեն (Armenian)
    • Norsk (Norwegian)
    • English (English)

    Citation

    Use the citation below to add this poem to your bibliography:

    Style:MLAChicagoAPA

    "Pinned with Holes" Poetry.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 31 Oct. 2024. <https://www.poetry.com/poem/148105/pinned-with-holes>.

    Become a member!

    Join our community of poets and poetry lovers to share your work and offer feedback and encouragement to writers all over the world!

    More poems by

    N. Dale Smith

    »

    October 2024

    Poetry Contest

    Join our monthly contest for an opportunity to win cash prizes and attain global acclaim for your talent.
    0
    days
    4
    hours
    17
    minutes

    Special Program

    Earn Rewards!

    Unlock exciting rewards such as a free mug and free contest pass by commenting on fellow members' poems today!

    Quiz

    Are you a poetry master?

    »
    "Now I become myself. It's taken time, many years and places."
    A W.H. Auden
    B May Sarton
    C Rita Dove
    D Robert Frost