I searched your skin and found a worm,
a crawly, hybernating thing,
with teeth like jaws and bloody bowels,
inserting ego into doubt.
Upon the rocks, I licked my thirst
and screamed your name into the clouds,
where monsters lie with fairy-dust,
and un-apoligetic words.
The casted shadows follow ghosts
where babies cry from mothers tombs,
as elephants wear jaded cuffs,
mice steal weapons hid in temples.
A dream, a dream, I never read,
the silent sighs hid deep usunder,
as I thrash upon a tear,
my purple bruises peek about.
Do you wonder what I've said?
What this jibberish is pondering?
Can you laugh as I keep crying?
Will you throw a jug of scorn?
I threw vomit at your evil,
with a thought that I'd escaped,
and now I run on fire, forever
eating worms that crawl in sheol.
Author notes
Sheol: Hebrew word for hell...ie, the grave
A contest entry
- What Went Wrong? (prewrites welcome) by Danna Hobart.
490 points, ended January 12, 37 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - All you can be? by Erozay.
550 points, ended February 3, 46 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What do you Think???
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Wow this had a lot of creativity and a lot of things to think about. I really liked your different images and all of your word combinations. It had a great flow. Thanks for entering it in my contest and sharing your great work with me
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i got to say something about this poem sent a chill down my back hmmm i like it though ^_^
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Me sorry,
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You had me from the first stanza. Thank you for entering my contest.
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Vivid and candid story telling...wow.
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This is nice. Very good imagery and amazing word choice. Good job.
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