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~Confines Of Seclusion~


Abandoned within the prism;
fractured vision,
where white betrays true colours.

Fractal coating disguising
an illusion of reality,
abandoned upon a sigh
and silent why's
reflect from lonely stages.

No semblance of a conscience
from half empty bottles,
just rows of lovers
offering temporary sanctuary,
and all the highs
down sweat stained thighs
of casual acquaintances,
are cardio-graphed across the page,

my muse of seclusion
sacrificing my soul.


Author notes

Vodka intimate, an affair with isolation in a black-heath cell
Extinguishing the fires in a private hell
Provoking the heartache to renew the licence
of a bleeding heart poet in a fragile capsule
propping up the crust in the glitter conscience
wrapped in the christening shawl of a hangover
and baptized in tears from the real

lyrics are by Fish from the song Fugazi by the band Marillion

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  • Angelflower
    September 12, 2008

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    Fluid in poetic ways that just bring the imagery to vivid reality.. you did such a wonderful job with this piece! I love the ending lines.. they in themselves have a lot of power.. thank you very much for sharing.. Well deserved of the Bronze..


    Angel


  • Pamela A Lamppa silver member
    September 5, 2008

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    Well done dear friend. I am so very pleased to see a shiny bauble adorning this excellent work. Congratulations. Very very well done. ~Pamela


  • EvilKate
    September 3, 2008

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    I resemble this too closely to comment sagely atm

    Congrats hun


  • aliceramone
    September 3, 2008

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    that third stanza is a killer...very well done on the prompt...thanks for entering this piece and good luck in the contest.


  • vici377
    September 2, 2008

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    and your muse does very well whether in seclusion or bombed with vodka .yeah..wish mine worked so well..hehe..this is truly amazing..showcases your talent so well..your vocab and poetic devices all in check..with a hint at darkness I absolutely love it..thanx so much for sharing my dear friend..best of luck in the contest..blessings..namaste..

  • Yvette Champ gold member
    September 2, 2008

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    I like the depths delved into, the purity of the white light revealing the darkness of the situation. Perhaps whys/why's?

    You are flying way above me dear poet, the only thing you lack is an over inflated ego and Amen to that,this IS an affair with isolation, where rudimentry actions leave the soul unsatisfied...

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