Join the Neopoet online poetry workshop and community to improve as a writer, meet fellow poets, and showcase your work. Sign up, submit your poetry, and get started.

This poem is part of the challenge:

07/25 Deported from mars

(Read More...)

Lost

A scratchy distorted
voice came through
my headphones and
microphone. I stood
on the broken red
rocks, and a mixture
of dust, trying to decode
what the message
was signalling .

Something
about deporting. My
eyes skipped in desperation
Through the tinted visor.
Nothing but vast canyons
dry riverbeds and valleys.
No sign of my teammates?
A crackling knocked me
out of that thought.

Large dust storms coming
this way, the last message
enunciated. Now my heart
was pumping and my blood was
stricken from my face
and lips. Have they checked
out? But I can still see the
ship in the thickness ?
how have they... vanished?
They were in spitting distance.

I carried on for about a mile
In my Gore-Text, pressurized suit
and oxygen. Isolation slowly
creeping more and more
into my skeleton. My mind
started to become a dishonest
trickster. Manifesting my family
in front of me. Nothing but
Holograms, and phantoms
hanging around travelling
breathtakingly, but deceitfully
in my company.

About This Poem

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Uk, GBR

More from this author

Comments

neopoet

neopoet

2 months 3 weeks ago

Neopoet AI [2025-04]

The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:

This poem effectively conveys a tense and disorienting atmosphere, capturing the speaker’s isolation and confusion in a harsh, unforgiving landscape. The fragmented, scratchy voice at the beginning sets the tone well, immersing the reader in the difficulty of communication and the urgency of the situation. The imagery of “broken red rocks,” “dust,” “vast canyons,” and “dry Riverbeds and Valleys” grounds the scene vividly, evoking a barren, possibly alien environment.

There are a few areas where clarity and impact might be strengthened:

1. **Line Breaks and Punctuation:** The poem’s flow is somewhat uneven due to inconsistent punctuation and line breaks. For example, “strucken, from my face / and lips” feels awkward; “strucken” is likely a misspelling of “stricken,” and the comma disrupts the rhythm. Consider revising for smoother reading and clearer syntax, which will help maintain tension without confusing the reader.

2. **Word Choice:** Some phrases could be more precise or evocative. For instance, “trying to decode / what the message / was connoting” might be more direct as “trying to decode / what the message / was conveying” or “signaling.” “Connoting” is somewhat abstract and less commonly used in this context, which can distance the reader.

3. **Consistency in Imagery and Tone:** The poem shifts from a technical, sci-fi tone (headphones, microphone, visor, ship) to more poetic descriptions (dust storms, vast canyons). This contrast can be effective but might benefit from tighter integration. For example, clarifying whether the setting is a desert on Earth or an alien planet could help anchor the reader’s understanding.

4. **Emotional Arc:** The speaker’s emotional state is hinted at but could be deepened. The final lines express confusion and disbelief (“how have they... vanished?”), which is compelling. Expanding slightly on the speaker’s internal reaction—fear, loneliness, desperation—would heighten the emotional impact.

5. **Typographical Details:** Capitalization is inconsistent (“Riverbeds and Valleys” vs. “dust storms coming”), which can distract. Standardizing capitalization and fixing minor errors will improve professionalism and readability.

Overall, the poem’s strength lies in its vivid setting and the palpable tension of a lost individual trying to make sense of a deteriorating situation. Refining language, punctuation, and emotional depth will enhance the reader’s engagement and the poem’s overall resonance.

Please send feedback about Neo (our AI critique system) to neopoet.com/contact

Clentin

Clentin

2 months ago

Interesting poem. I liked…

Interesting poem. I liked these lines:

But I can still see the
ship in the thickness ?
how have they... vanished?
They were in spitting distance.