Caught in the Rye

From looking at my blog, it’s no secret that I love ‘Catcher in the Rye’ by J.D. Salinger. Not only has it taught me many things, it gave me the confidence to try and write my own creative pieces. I mean, I can honestly say that I never would have tackled poetry if it wasn’t for finding a way to connect it with my favourite novel. So, thanks Salinger, you helped me through a pretty tough uni assignment.

If you know the book as well as me, you will know each verse references some part of it. and that the whole poem is from the perspective of Jane, a girl Holden spent a lot of time with as a child.

Let me know what you think.

Dx.

Caught in the Rye

Bounded feet, pointed toes,

Plié, Plié, Plié. The rhythm knows.

Aware of my limbs, watch how they flick,

Are you sure, are you sure they’re not too thick?

Scanning the seats, I know no one,

You never showed, not for one song.

That bitter stench of Ale,

I know my struggles fail.

No, I swear, I haven’t seen your fags’,

You lunge into attack.

A hollow shell, she just stands and stares,

A funny thing, a mother who cares.

Frozen night for two backseat lovers,

I hide from you; the truth uncovered.

Please know, I never did say yes,

I understand if I now mean less.

He brought back the smell of all my fears,

Ale, vodka, whiskey; the cocktail of my tears.

That first day, I lost eight white wishes,

Remember eyes, nose, ears, soft face kisses.

Dark room pictures with two holding hands,

Your childlike touch is all I understand.

Dry or damp, your palms were mine,

Pushed together for comfort; my safe time.

Your soldiers in their red armour,

Black coated fighters defend my honour.

On the lawn, by the pool, you endured my distraction,

Was it even your game? Or was it just the attraction?

The winner always forgotten, I was simply too slow,

But all the Kings stood tall on my back row.

 

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