I tried to
cover your face with plaster
and
white out the
indignation in your
childish face, but
the reflection is
harder to hide in
bright eyes and
toothy grins.
I can only define
our name with
strech marks and lines
dashed across
pale skin,
indicating that
I was once a creature of
self pity and
swallowed my words
with saliva and
vomit.
It still aches
when his words
vibrate though
telephone wires and
never reach your heart fast enough
to let the colors
overflow,
painting an image of
sincerity.
It's why you're
all alone
where you
belong again,
I just wish you were
ground down into powder
and blown away by
mouths you've kissed and
hands you've held.
Perhaps then
the tables would turn,
highlighting your
flaws and
insecurities.
So they say you're dying;
well it's
finally something you deserve.
Author notes
"The nicest thing you can say to your enemy"
A contest entry
- prewrites by Melissa Gayle.
800 points, ended December 10, 2008, 26 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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In stanza one, I don't like the 'and' on its own line - especially when the rest is so incredibly strong.
Stanza three is so incredibly strong!
I am not sure about the ending but other than that, this piece is really wonderfully written.
Just excellent.
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I break where I feel the poem dipping in and out of a rhythm. I don't know why but it helps my writing flow. Thank you for reading though!
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POWERFUL words....
love this part...
Perhaps then
the tables would turn,
highlighting your
flaws and
insecurities.
all of it is chocked full of great lines.
♥Becky♥
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