Time is no bandage to wrap around this wound,
memory motes slip through spaces between seconds
to display their arrogance at recuperation.
The half-full smile falls to a frown
as juggled joys shatter against wall of remembrance.
Inch by inch; protection sheds skin
to constant lash of recurring thoughts,
and explosion of delayed verbiage.
Those cutting, thrusting phrases
laden with adjectives of annihilation.
Even wrapped within a sheath of shadows
does not stop stench of putrid scars,
spirals of nightmares smell their way
to softer threads of happiness,
tangling their wefts and wafts to produce
a tapestry of voyeuristic pain.
Author notes
Picture Inspiration : http://sidiuss.deviantart.com/art/Hurt-71908180
A contest entry
- Challenge Nine of Thirteen [INVITE ONLY] by Naridill.
1500 points, ended May 3, 2008, 5 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Best Prewrites From April 2008 by amaranthine lover.
525 points, ended June 1, 2008, 28 entries
Honorable mention
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Critique Requested
Comments
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Nicely done. thanks for entering.
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A deep and dark voice that fires within the lines - tames the phrases to search beyond what they appear. Nicely approached. And perfect for image.
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Actions speak louder than words isn't always the case when we are subject to slashing words that leave open wounds to fester in time.. a sorrowful and painful way to sift out the pieces left in ones heart that only will reopen again when reflecting..
A most emotional, dark piece, written brilliantly off the prompt given!
My best to you in this contest sweet brother!
Jazzy
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