Open Poetry #18 |
Coming Free Of Your Old Clothes |
D.Lester Young Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1219Austin, Tx |
Sometimes a relationship is a one way street and you can only go so far before it turns on you. Do not penetrate me in memories I will not rise to the occasion Of you terrorizing my new found energy Do not stroke me into the high heavens In useless rhetoric of what could have been In magnetized verse casting its spell Do not harpoon me in cupid’s overkill In ears still numb from repeats So much so that the vibrations Will break open the wounded scars Fermenting and blistering boils Pricked dry by years of tears Finally were shed like a snakes skin To caress the mind in a rebirth In a declaration of freedoms flight To soar the sky of a internal beauty Do not prey on me for I am no longer The fool of intertwining emotions I am a free spirit flying overhead Casting off the old clothes that bind me Leaving my body to see the light Of a spiraling paradises of visions As the vulture I will there waiting For the hypnotized path of your conquests To inflict the talons that will strike you In that internal pride that will sending you scurrying Back into the hole you came from Sending your mind wondering What did I do wrong? My words have always overpowered Wishes having always been obeyed Things wanted were always received My domain was respected A servant to my wills and wants Having finally gained the courage To wander the trail of their sweets They are the ones who repeat their mistakes In a swoosh of wings of fury Their feet never hit the ground escaping Thinking it not worth it For a demon of rebirth Had broken the spell Of forbidden treasures raped at will A lone scar came to rest upon the face To fester in the lonely tear Of what they learned to miss In rags they still wander the streets While yours circles on a higher plain Taking you to places that smiles for more In the relationship of the blending of your skins Where the only thing abrasive are goose bumps Praying for more enlightenment D.Lester Young (02/03/02) Tuscaloosa, AL Copyright © D.Lester Young (White Eagle poetry) http://www.writtenbyme.com/userprofile.php?name=davelyoung1 http://www.authorsden.com/visit/author.asp?AuthorID=5012 |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
sometimes we need to put on our old jeans and kick back........this says a lot I sure couldn't write about these days, well done Kathleen--(Kay) |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Do not penetrate me in memories I will not rise to the occasion Of you terrorizing my new found energy Do not stroke me into the high heavens In useless rhetoric of what could have been ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The opening stanza on this piece pulled me in and I would not let me go until the final words were read. Amazing write here my friend...and I understand where you are coming from. ~Hugs, Nancy~ ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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amusemi Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1262A State of Disarray |
Very good write here Master Young. I enjoyed it very much and take away the need to grow!!! |
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