biological patterns leave imprints on the earth
gnawing at the future always
grinning toothless smiles, the cracked visages
do no justice to the passions once engraved therein
my dreams weave tapistries far stranger
than any historian could paint
and though i hope to tell of such mysteries
my tongue hardens, unreliable as always
words crumble as they fall from my lips-
though fancies can't be falsified it seems
mine have been aborted on the rock face
another tale to be buried in eternity
Author notes
http://dianacretu.deviantart.com/art/Memory-of-time-132224433
and no, its not. i end up writing the lyrics >.>
classical works sometimes i guess...
A contest entry
- Hungry For Poetry...easy contest by Kia Tenshi.
800 points, ended August 21, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
what do you think?
Comments
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Good write poet.
I like the way this reads. Good work.
One spelling boo-boo - "tapistries" should be "tapestries"
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''words crumble as they fall from my lips''
'' do no justice to the passions once engraved therein''
and particularly, ''mine have been aborted on the rock face'' are great lines. And overall, the whole poem has a good flow as you read.
It sounds very rimbaud, too. I'm going to look into more by you -
"words crumble as they fall from my lips-"
"another tale to be buried in eternity"
These are my favorite two lines. Wonderful work!
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