Rawhide swept in
gingervine
Twisting and turning
topsy-turvy on my mind
skills to endure
the hardest of times
blistering melancholy
nursery rhymes
melodies that render
me blind
I scavenge for blissful
clementines
to infiltrate bittersweet
parched memories that agonize
casting horrid shadows
of maggot flies
My joints explode into
a fiery mist
peeling into crystalized
cyst
Darkness my sobriety,
a soothing script
to benign screaming demons
that align the crypt
Elixirs of grace
I humbly strip
As fires of hell
extinguish in every sip
In a list
A contest entry
- Teach Me to Wear Fire by Heart Sutra.
1000 points, ended December 1, 2008, 28 entries
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This was a different spin on the theme and I appreciated that considering where you went with the idea. Great use of metaphor and imagery.
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blistering melancholy
nursery rhymes
melodies that render
me blind
and
Darkness my sobriety,
a soothing script
to benign screaming demons
that align the crypt
I have only one word for you regarding this write, and your writing in general:GOLD:)
I wish you lots of love and best wishes.
Always,
jin
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the elixirs of grace, caught my eye...
I was wishing you would have expanded that.
Being a huge fan of dark poetry...i couldn't tell
if you were angst in the beginning or un-ravelling
the tensions dark.
the fires of hell singe
weary excuse and dead flesh...
a delicious elixir of sobering grace.
interesting poem..you give us much to chew
upon!
write, write, write!
ears/seattle
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this makes me want to drink
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I like
Elixirs of grace
I humbly strip
As fires of hell
extinguish in every sip
powerfully written a pleasure
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