A fabricated puppet of plays
Fancying our collapse
Hurled fire-breathing pretenses
That crisped his hide further
Three naked words
"Still"-"Ever"-"Lacking"
Woodwork that coaxed beneath my fingertips
Scents so sweet I couldn't deny it
Spurned with satire, thus he
Was brushed aside from a wrinkle unswept
In his makeup
A smile willingly dragging her shackles
Wishing to see her reflection in you
Flickered.....just once
Now prepped and smeared and monstrously dolled
Perched in your wicket
Do you outline the hopeful who try
Check boxes and leave some dry
And wait.....and wait
Hopeful, yet ever finicky
I declare your fillings spent
And your excuses wasted
Think back a spell when we
Breathed mere inches, yet worlds apart
I reached then, yet did not feel you
You kiss now, yet do not taste me
I touched there, yet did not hear you
You gaze here, yet do not see me
We loved long.....and we conceived
This ache within me.....that ache within you
Growing.....ever growing
Into madness
Author notes
Vivid.....void
Scream.....pain
Hear.....nothing
Feel.....hollow
I suppose this is what I get for writing on what few drops of inspiration I squeezed out of me. Better write on a full tank next time.
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Three naked words
"Still"-"Ever"-"Lacking"
this excerpt endorses the eponymous idea of
'I Pen This Letter as I Watch You Drain'
The whole thing is quite depletable, obviously from word one, but you give it three dimensions of despondency with images of coaxed woodworks and perched wickets
It is excellent, as it eerie no matter where it roves. And fixes itself upon an idea and the idea is justified.
Vetty cool verse, I loved it.
Keep well,
'Anna
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Thank you kindly, Anna! Good luck in the contest.
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This poem indeed has abstraction in it, clearly a rarety in my contest, and it is written well. It almost sounds to me like necrophilia in metaphor and emotion, but about how love itself can die and become to one a physical object. Whether or not that was intended matters not.
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Necrophilia, lol! I like the way you think. Thank you for commenting!
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This is quite good. You seem to be one of the few in this contest who actually know what abstract means. Nice job and good luck.
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Thank you for commenting!
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Super-duper. You get a shiny gold star and a merit in the form of a smiley face sticker on your chart! No, seriously, this was REALLY poetic. You really transformed those 'few drops of inspiration' into something well worth reading. I especially liked the last lines starting from "breathed mere inches ..."
Sometimes it's not how much inspiration we have to write, it's how we write out what inspiration we have. ♥
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Aww, so encouraging. I'm glad it was worth your time. Thanks for stopping by.
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