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Sonnet of the Deranged

Ferocity of wind has bruised my face,
frozen ground rips skin right from my feet,
brutality in winter’s cold embrace,
still, through this pain I won’t admit defeat.

Numbness proves to be my only ally,
I’ve noted nature’s dark hostility,
but to her wishes I will not comply,
I’ll go on blinded by depravity.

I’ve crossed boundaries not quite geographic,
but rather to the unknown madman’s mind,
where midnight calm is torturesome and graphic,
and all escapes impossible to find.

In melting snow I fall upon my knees,
Insanity, my cure and my disease.

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  • Cynthia Gaines gold member
    August 6, 2008

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    WOW!!!

    What a brilliant poem! 'Sonnet of the Deranged' is a powerful piece, and your muse has now made this contest very competitive!! Best of luck to you!!! Peace, Cyn


  • Epilogue
    August 22, 2007

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    You have such a unique style of writting that you really own. I love reading your work. It is usually so full of insight and passion. For this piece I really get lost in the words you use- as they are so descriptive and vivid. You imagery is impecible, all of it- i can't just pick one stanza. Thanks for your entry.
    ~elizabeth~


  • Aesthete
    August 11, 2007

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    Ah, topic close to my own heart. I wish it wasn't so. I don't really want to get treated either. Its expensive and thats what alcohol is made for haha. But seriously, I do think about it now and then because I'm pretty bad.


  • Girl With Guitar silver member
    August 3, 2007

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    "I’ve noted nature’s dark hostility,
    but to her wishes I will not comply,
    I’ll go on blinded by depravity."

    "where midnight calm is torturesome and graphic"

    "In melting snow I fall upon my knees,
    Insanity, my cure and my disease."

    Those lines, undescribable. Amazing talent, I love how you've used this form with this content because typically the sonnet consists of the topic of love, this is so much different. Unique and still amazing, brilliant work.
    Best of luck in the current contests.

    Bandaid.