Dark Poetry #4 |
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Steel against Steel |
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SkaaDee Member
since 2008-04-07
Posts 116Canada |
Platinum-like glass pushes silicate and ice. Sparks stream as fireworks against the urban lit sky. The grinding and the pushing and the scraping and squeals. It's all harshness and hardness and rollercoaster screams. It's steel against steel. Wheels turning, silver spoked and cold frantic, shiny and frozen. Fire stricken acid burning alight yellow fights black as red wrestles white. Neon deflects bolts from a firey hell machinations unrelenting both imagined and real. It's all steel against steel. The squareness and the angles encompass daggers and quills turning and piercing and dripping. Wicked tin towers gagged with wicked tin seals. It's the forgotten remains of a onesided deal. Smoke scalding steam scorching steel against steel. The lone screamer won't be, can't be heard because there's no heart or breath or thought or mind just relentless dispassionate movement. It's the sound the shine the spark the grind It's the feel of Steel against Steel. [This message has been edited by SkaaDee (04-12-2008 08:52 AM).] |
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Reborn Junior Member
since 2008-04-01
Posts 13 |
I've just been inspired to redecorate my apartment with steel furniture. This would be a frightening way to describe a train to a blind man. But seriously this was a good poem. I could visualize the movements and almost hear the sounds described in this poem. |
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SkaaDee Member
since 2008-04-07
Posts 116Canada |
that's why we have interior decorators, to prevent us from making those kinds of mistakes. ![]() Thanks for reading. |
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NeonKnight Junior Member
since 2008-04-12
Posts 36New South Wales, Australia |
as reborn said, you can almost hear the sounds in the poem. You bring it to life and creat a world with words in this poems. |
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