Dark Poetry #3 |
Final Days |
WhileIWasGone Member
since 2002-07-18
Posts 486 |
Lover, it's bare ground between naval and chest. Just are a sunset's mottled pastels settling on your nightstand in chintz of gold. Tomorrow will have softer colors than today, pictures of children whose ecru faces stain a winter sky. Our Hansel and Grethel of bedknob and broom watch as the hour fizzles with bromide or ether or sin. Let it be a personal messiah, glimpsed and spiraling out of one thing; a star, a follicle, a window opening to a single tear that when touched...nails the eyes shut. Harsh the polemics of our sensual world, each fold a nub's rind, the nut and bolt that prattles in rancor. Only the bedpan, syrup and sheets. Only tomorrow slighted by yesterday. Only a sliver of lips mistaken for promise tricks ones mind into believing our sunset, at first, was but a blush in the corset of a rose. |
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just dreaming New Member
since 2002-12-03
Posts 8 |
Great poem, Your really talented! |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Only a sliver of lips mistaken for promise tricks ones mind into believing our sunset, at first, was but a blush in the corset of a rose ****************************************** Outstanding metaphors in this one. You layer so much within each line. I will come back again later today, to let more of this sink into my veins. Kacy |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
Blew my poor mind. Wow... |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
You've been gone for awhile. Hope all is well. Happy holidays, hope to see you in here again soon. |
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GOlDsparklESS Member
since 2001-12-13
Posts 428central nj |
complex, stunning- you shame the idiotic fluff that passes for poetry nowadays.. |
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