Surface

I find the ripples fascinating

As they pulse 

Across the terrain of your persona

Emanating beauty from the point 

Where life collided with your soul

And became buried beneath the surface

I want to go there

And discover the depths

Unseen by all

And revel in the treasure

You’ve buried

Forever

This beautiful poem, "Surface" has been written by @moeknows

A Few Questions:

I wanted to ask @moeknows some questions about himself and his poem he wrote.

Question 1:

 When did you first start writing, what made you feel the need to express yourself in this way? 

Response 1:

  I first started writing poetry sometime around 8th or ninth grade, so probably around 13 years old.  I wasn't super serious until I read "A Poison tree" by William Blake.  I never heard of a poem so ruthless, and I immediately identified with it as I was known in my family to hold emotions in until the point at which they exploded.  So seeing that poem by one of the greats kind of gave me the notion that poetry was a sufficient outlet for someone like me to explore. 

Question 2:   

What events transpired that made you want to write the poem "Surface"?

Response 2:

  "Surface" came about in the midst of a short bout with writer's block.  I find inspiration for most of my poems in my family.  That being said, my poems are not always autobiographical.  This is one of those instances.  I had the notion of someone that was infatuated with another person, and I related that notion to how I felt about my wife when we first met.  I saw a writer's prompt on twitter that had the word "surface" as the theme, and immediately thought of the phrase "Still waters run deep".  So I tried to convey that message the poem with the narrator kind of acknowledging that and wanting to dive in nonetheless. 

Question 3: 

 Looking back at your poem "Surface" do you feel it is unfinished? Would you change anything about it? 

Response 3:

 There's a quote:  "A poem is never finished, only abandoned." -Paul Valery With that in mind, I think this poem is finished for the moment.  I only intended for it to be a short piece.  I don't typically change poems once I've thought them well enough to publish, but I have rewritten them as totally separate pieces, often with the exact same title.  This one certainly has a perspective which could be explored a lot more and I may revisit it one day.