Poetry Update: Bethany Joy Lenz Sheds Light On Her Innermost Thoughts

Although Joy tweeted "Dear Gotye, I Feel Better," the imagery in one of her latest poems proves that it been anything but easy. The overall tone is difficult to swallow and I sincerely hope her words are not meant to be taken literally. However,  If I Am A Ship... seems to be a revival of Joy's inner hopeless romantic. I adore both poems - yet of course for very, very different reasons. Anyone else hoping these poems can transfer over into song? (Yeah, I know I'm not alone...)

Trying To Get Out Alive

June 25th, 2012

Blackout.

Images flash.

Brightly colored moments of chaos.

Blood.

Everywhere.

Swollen eyes, exhausted arms, rubber legs.

I wipe the mud and red from my mouth.

Spit out the dirt. Try to see – to make sense.

There are hundreds of them.

Thousands.

Giants.

They are ancient. And angry.

And I am very, very small.

I have a lot of good ideas,

I know a lot of weak spots

But it’s not enough.

…last call 

Wait for

Hope fore

And expect the Lord.

If I Am A Ship...

July 3rd, 2012

If I am a ship,

moor me not

but by season.

If I am a bird,

fly with me.


READ THE ENTIRE POEM HERE