“The Killer” A Sonnet –Maddison Deiter
Inspired by: The Road by Cormac McCarthy
How can someone try to love a killer?
He only has sleeping to free his mind
Yet to go fourth is his one painkiller
His gun starved with two bullets makes him blind
Why must we have to fear one another?
Watching the hand that can pull the trigger
His mind is a grave left with no brother
It is wry one is scared by a finger
But can a killer become pure of grief?
And yes his mind grew flowers from his son
A killer’s dreams been taken by a theif
Just to be returned by leaving the gun
A man and his son walking together
Leaving behind the killer forever
I wrote this sonnet about how the boy and the man were seen as the good guys throughout the book, but yet the boy was having trouble accepting they were good especially after the man killed a roadagent because killing was for the bad guys. I wanted to show the strength of the boy’s conscious as I believe the boy changed the man by showing him what good actually is.
“Dreams” –Madison Deiter
Inspired by: The Road by Cormac McCarthy
The man dreams about the dead eyes, each dream gets worse and worse as the man’s sweat mixes with the grass morning dew.
Dreams, the only time the man sees the creature and what the world was when his eyes are closed.
Dreams, the only time the man can reassure himself that he is strong. He is wise. He is good. Why is it that when he dreams of evil, he is comforted?
Dreams, the only time the man knows his happy dreams are worrisome, and the dark dreams are calming.
Dreams, the only time his wife is alive but to only be killed by the man’s guilt and hurt.
Dreams, the only time he sees the boy happy and childish as if cold and starvation are only a thing of legends.
Dreams, the only time the man’s subconscious mind melds with reality leaving him stumped. His dreams are a metaphor that he will only understand when he closes his eyes for eternity.
I wrote this because I was reminded of the importance of dreams throughout the novel. I found it very interesting that nightmares were a thing to be praised but good dreams were a sign of weakness. It just shows how this world they lived in is so parallel to what the world actually is. The man’s dreams were also a foreshadow for his slow death which made it easier for me to follow along and to grasp.
“The Good and the Bad” –Madison Deiter
Inspired by: The Road by Cormac McCarthy
As the day dies, the boy’s thoughts began to thrive.
The boy is welcomed by questions, ones that God can only keep alive .
The boy’s mind is a road that becomes split into two- one is bright, the other bleak.
The boy can see the man take one step closer in the direction of darkness making him weak.
The bullet left his gun and entered the skull of another.
The boy sees the man halfway down the road of despair when he intentionally tries to kill a brother.
The boy is told the man is good. They are good. This is what the good do.
But is it? The boy cannot hold back his heart nagging him to question, leaving his mind blue. Shall the boy dare lead the man by his heart rather than his mind?
The boy’s heart becomes stronger as his conscious leads him down the road so kind.
He is his own person now, he decides what makes one good and what makes one bad.
The boy imagines the bullet that killed a man. He remembers the man that was left to die from who the boy thought was his dad.
Similar to the sonnet, I really like how McCarthy made the man and the boy somewhat of a foil to one another just because the man had different values than the boy when it came to deciding what makes one good and what makes one bad. I liked how as the story went on, the boy’s character really began to grow stronger and more independent to the point where the boy’s values overrode the man’s. It showed me what good actually was and how good can help survival more than bad can.
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