Carnate idioms
(it seems)
Run freely down these trash-littered gutters
Tripping my feet
On grub street
Pelted by well aimed stones
True grit grinds down into plain old dirt
Erosion through sin
Yeah, and I have sinned
Again and again
My options once were better ...
Wincing
I stretch my lips over the hollows of my skull
Dull
Mirthless
I bend over to shelter my death's head grin
From the wind
Bleach-blonde split-ends flagellate
My chapped and aging worn-out skin
Yeah, I had true grit once ...
I was rank with it
But now it's just this plain old shit
(damn it)
Shivering I cross the street
Watching the first drops of rain
Make patterns on the cracked concrete
I wipe tears from my eyes
(fuck it)
I was never one to listen
To the wisdoms of the wise…
These tears …
These tired stinking tears that blind
They blind from a red stop light
A blasting horn whizzes past
Startled I give ‘em the finger
(up your ass)
My tears …
My tired stinking bloody tears
Blinding me on this red light street
Blinding me on this daily beat
Falling arches
Aching feet
My tears ...
I brush them away with a flick of my hand
Tears colour my soul neon red
It's no longer mine
(the real me is dead)
So why bother with a plan?
It's just another day
Another dollar
Another man
A contest entry
- PAYING IT FORWARD FOR SHAZ Prompt Sorry by Swan song.
2100 points, ended October 28, 2007, 5 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Dear Poet friend,
Congratulations on the Gold!
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liquidmindforever
Thanks so much! I truly feel honoured.
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Now that was good I will read this gem once again Wow
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OMFG. . . this poem is so dep and inspirational. . . and the last line i could relate to without hesitation of wondering how i know its familiararity!!
3 applause for such a great amazing poem, if i could more i would!!xxxxxxxxxx
<333 <333 <333
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Thank You!
I came back from out of town and was so excited to win the gold! Thank you so much for liking it, that means everything to me. I feel so honoured.
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dontcha lovem when they say it makes them think?
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Oh my. This is quite some poem that you have penned in here.
It sounds like it is a tale of woman that had a bright future when she was young but bad choices or maybe life, lead her down a road of sadness and sickness. Lestways, that's how it came across to me. I thought you did a good job of expressing that though.
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Thanks!
You interpreted it well, thanks for reading and commenting!
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Fantastic poem, really makes you think...
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If I did not know it I would swear these words were written for me. Damn I can see myself as I read this Walking alone on a rainy night in Brooklyn. Comdemning myself. Absolutely excellent . Bravo
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