Open Poetry #24 |
I refuse to love in cliches... |
Master Senior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 1867Boston, MA |
I refuse to love in clichés! I’ve learned my manners! I will wash my hands clean before they caress you with verses… I will bind your ankles with fetters of letters, And wait for your lips to yell out for mercy. Until the mercury breaks through the thermometer, I will turn you inside out like an original metaphor, Press your stress points in iambic pentameter, And pronounce each syllable like an energized editor. Virgin bed sheets will wrinkle like failed poems, While the candle burns bright, all night on the mantelpiece, And if I write nothing else after this moment, I hope you remember me, dear, by this masterpiece. Check out my poetry here: |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
hope the masterpiece is quite up to the rough and tumble of which he talks/dreams of |
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christian Member
since 2002-12-18
Posts 331 |
"I will turn you inside out like an original metaphor" and that part about virgin bedsheets bending? yeah? this is genius. your words hit. and they hit, hard. this is classic. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I know I will remember you, for sure! |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
What can I say except I love this? enjoyed. ~~I Love You~~ |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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