You found me unworthy.
turned away, without a second thought.
So I hung there; cocooned…
wrapped in a silken shroud
spun
from decaying dreams
Dead to the world I knew.
I was becoming…
A life form without boundaries.
Untethered…
The confines that kept me ensnared by earths lure
…severed
Wings…
Glorious wings:
grew furled within my embracing haven.
They needed only time,
and tempering,
to create a magnificent display.
I would no longer have need of petty fantasies.
I wouldn’t long for lustful glances or
tender worshiping words.
I had known the sorrows of the lowly caterpillar.
Crawled thru life eating dirty leaves and flaccid foliage.
Wept as brethren died after tasting hunger,
unnourished by the wilted weeds of despair.
I longed to soar among the flowers
sipping nectar from sweetly scented pistols.
But emerging seemed impossible.
Love was for the beautiful…
So I spit out my shame,
drew it close around my misshapen form,
and swathed myself in its lackluster threads.
I waited with the apprehension of the lost.
Hope draped thru shadowy memories
as a new creation to manifested itself.
I hear you whisper to me…
I dare to dream again as fragile flags unfold.
Gossamer hues glisten in the warm sun.
Desire flutters across my aching heart.
Lavender scented spires call to me.
I lift my head and tremble with the wind
Metamorphosis…
Heaven is within my grasp.
I ascend…
landing in your outstretched hands.
You quiver as you caress my body,
lay me softly on a crushed-velvet bed.
Ecstasy is only a heartbeat away,
as you thrust…
into my incredulous carcass.
Life…
drains. Horrified obstinacies
fall upon your deaf ears
as triumphantly - you hang me there…
Another empty trophy,
among the hundreds on your wall.
Patricia Gibson-Little
Author notes
Don't know about this one, I wrote most of it last night and it was a happy poem... Couldn't sleep, cause this dark ending kept creeping into my mind. I kept seeing the butterfly pinned to a velvet board, hopes crushed like the velvet. Does it work or did I leave something out?
Written June 11th, 2003
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this was a great poem to read, it was oh so beautiful. i loved reading it. the way you wrote it really brought it to life. i just loved it. i thought that the imagery you provide is amazing. great write. keep up the good work
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That was awsome. The visual you provided brought the poem to life. The way you compared them really gave the poem a deeper meaning.
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yes, this rocked. I loved how you compared yourself. wow, that was so clever, and such a great comparison. I found it to be a little dragged on, but that was okay, you finished it up very nicely. greta job adn good luck!
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It worked for sure..... I loved how you compared your life to the life a butterfly. the only difference that we live in hell a lot longer than that butterfly.
Yvonne:)
thanks for reading "Marriage" hopefully I get it right the second time around for me. -
Oh
Hun
Weaved into a cocoon so hopelessly lost
You didn't leave out a thing
It's sad but oh so beautiful
And I loved
sipping nectar from sweetly scented pistol
But emerging seemed impossible
I got 2 new ones in the promo box
Do come see me wont ya
Blessings
Susan~~~~`
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