Onto the trial's podium
Where void starlit memories
Morph to children...
Mourning molester's dying,
Warming to mother's crying
Of static
Of loss!
Of dreams and demise
and cold winter nights
Spent all alone
When the juror calls
Guilty
Murder the cherished prisms,
Nurture the decayed prisons
Revert mature:
Need of the prejudice adult
Unto the judges hammer fall
Empty me
Author notes
Is it me
Is it you
Is it something else
That I could be, too?
In all the honesty
I'm writing to escape me
Escape the style of days long gone
To explain all and nothing is wrong
But don't delay and don't ask why
Shift your mind's eye to the sky
Search not for images of what's before
All ecstasies begging for more
And it'll take you fast
(( I don't know why I'm using poems as notes. I think its a way to write poems and post them that I'd never post or write otherwise. Kinda like free write prompts, I don't have to care about them... x.x ))
Sacrifice your Critiques unto me:
Comments
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Thankyou for your tips and the review ect, i will edit and repost, i really liked your poem, but for some reason i enjoyed the poem in the authors notes even better lol, anyway both really good, thankyou again. xx shame i cant give you two lots of applauds for both poems lol .xx


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Yeah, I like my author notes poems. They're more raw, less polished. They're the leftover thoughts that I didn't find a chance to put into the poem, they're more simple, but they're also a lot more frantic, more swing of the mood that just come out. Thank you!
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