Open Poetry #48 |
Obituary |
JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
shadowpoet sups from curdled misery in places which disturb his peace of mind his life bubbles and boils with acceptance of ill-begotten wretchedness even the sky has turned into itself and pukes a rain of hailstones as big as . . . you wouldn't believe as shadowpoet writes Poe-influenced blood-trickled words, evermore, evermore the swamp where shadowpoet sits and pens the obituary of what used to be is alive with earthwoman's presence her storm-tossed hair her smile wet the dreamland that was surge into shadowpoet's thoughts like mother's blue-veined milk tasting like unsympathetic vinegar drool he dangles on the edge of the cackling, melancholy bayou of the soul he is needing someway somehow through all that has transpired if only just for a very few minutes could he lay his head on her needy ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Jerry You have this ability to dig into the cold of the dark and come out with some warmth and beauty.....Quite a gift really. Well done and the metaphors are excellent with some touching the outside limits of hyperbole status..... Eric true love never looks after it's own interests |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thanks, Eric, I appreciate the kind words. Yes, I admit I live of the edge of the hyperbole status, ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Yeah, what Eric said! Lori |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Yeah, what I said to Eric. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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