Quick Write: Narrative Poem Research

To a Wasted Life

Here is to the end, a place we must all go. 

To the long narrative that went on and on

and now is gone. 

The songs the dreams and all the things 

that came and went in-between, 

are but dust now blow carelessly by the breeze. 

Your eyes filled with the color of your many 

lies now turned gray by our love

that has now died.

To what comes after!

by David Blake

This narrative poem I chose is short in length and also rhymes a little bit. Each stanza is very short, only one or two sentences in it. In the first stanza, the second sentence is a metaphor saying that life is a long narrative using a indirect metaphor. The second stanza is a long, direct metaphor saying that everything in life is now just dust and ready to be blown away by the breeze. The third stanza is an indirect metaphor of lies and colour that can be seen through eyes; and that love died, using personification. The last stanza would just be an exclamation in maybe a sarcastic tone, anticipating for the after life. The figurative language used in the poem, to me, is really fun. Mostly it's because it made rhymes and the poem goes with a meter that suits the theme of the poem which is a little bit slow and repetitive. With the imagery given by the poem, I can kind of see what the writer is trying to show about this wasted life.