her naked arms dangling
like a secret or remnants
of a once beautiful dress
tattered and decaying-
layers thick with texture
cling to slumbering torsos
on blankets of bones-
mother's lamp oil eyes
witness her muted children
hanged from the devil's tree-
to be born again
Author notes
Speaking of Mary Julia Klimenko - Manuel Neri's muse.
Picture Credit - http://hackettfreedman.com/generated-images/_auto_w320_h320NER-393-E.jpg
A contest entry
- The Beauty of Being Unfinished by Heart Sutra.
1100 points, ended November 30, 2008, 23 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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OOOH spooky. You did your homework here. Well done. Thanks for reading my poem also.
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This is an unexpected surprise (meaning in the contest). I appreciate the work of this poem and the research you did on Mary, Manuel's muse for the contest. It is a well written poem that shows sophistication.
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An amazing take on the prompt. Wow!
I am like..speechless..I stand in awe! Good luck in the contest, although you need none. This is spectacularly spectacular
Haha
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Nice job Anessen onthe prompt and the words. Good luck to you in this contest!
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Incredible. Incredible. You did a fantastic job with the prompt that was given. Best of luck! I'm sure you'll place well.
Write on.
~*~SP~*~
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:) amazing
so rich and real -
Masterfully written. I know inwardly, when something meets me poetically, I am urged to write! This is potent and so precise. "naked arms dangling like a secret or remnants...." Damn...great stuff.
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good bye horses
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