Lavender satin drapes the sun, gluttonous devourer of light.
Gaseous mercury curls upon barren corpse, molested for a hundredth time.
Sulfur soil soaks in scarlet opium, streaks of lethal ambrosia.
Jagged ivory pierce each other in immortal embrace with afterglow of violet hatred
as winter's breast cools chthonic passion's satanic embers.
Author notes
When it comes to dark I can only think of the apocalypse and at what cost something beautiful as ivory is being born. As we all know ivory are the bones of elephants and in order to get ivory we must kill elephants, so there is something wicked in the beauty of death.
A contest entry
- Five Lines, No More, No Less. by Exodus.
925 points, ended December 19, 2007, 32 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Your choice of words was just fantastic, each line stuck to you, even after you'd moved onto the next.
I'm not quite sure what else to say, you've used metaphor, imagery, and alliteration to your best advantage.
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Thank you so every much for the comment. I am so honored to have received this beautiful green trophy, because out of so many contestants I thought I never stood a chance. Thank you so very much!
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This piece really packs an impact; especially when one includes the A-notes. The hues take on infinite
meaning here in terms of life, death, and the feelings
that relate to both. I thought ivory should read ivories as the read seems to speak of plurals when you get to "each other". Excellent train of thought that's vividly expressed. Blue
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Excellent write..Just five lines eh....
In addition to this being a powerful write, I really enjoyed the Author notes for this as well..
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Peace and many blessings
Best wishes with this entry..
~A~
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As usual you have managed to create a masterpiece beyond what most could ever dream of comparing to. Magnificent job... good luck in the contest.
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