I was cold, my gloves were torn
The snow bit into my ankles
made me stumble into him
Movie moments galore,
he looked into my soul,
at the kindness festering there
and smiled his demon grin.
We dated, he was ruthless
He called himself Helios
but it wasnt light he carried across my world.
His body was dark, suffocating,
his lips - arcane, castigating, copper
he tasted like rust, like blood
his fists, large, they left marks
Yellow and green patterns on my skin
so he called me Alexandrite.
Slowly, very slowly, we burned together
but the Devil. He loves the flames
Me, I sobbed spineless tears that melted away
Until my flesh was stripped from my bones
A bare skeleton, left under a red moon
baying for more heat.
Help me!
Author notes
S U P E R B A N A N A
soul, demon, ruthless, helios, arcane, castigate (I used castigating I hope thats OK), alexandrite, devil, spineless, tears, moon
A contest entry
- PROMPT: BEWARE OF GREEKS BEARING GIFTS!!! by liquidmindforever.
1350 points, ended November 18, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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ON FIRE! IN THE WICK OF THE TRANCE.
Dear Poet,
You've painted a rich picture of demonic attributes.
Please look at Your last stanza line 2; You have a period after Devil where You want a comma and no punctuation at the end of the sentence which requires some thing.
You have created the mood and the tension and described well how the unwary can be gripped in the
light of darkness without more than a whimper of recantation.
If You choose to edit, please IM with title and I'll be pleased to add Your poem to the finalist list.
till then
wishing You the best
in Gratitude and Loyalty to True Justice!
stay
for ever
liquid


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DEAR POET,
THANK YOU FOR ENTERING MY CONTEST; "BEWARE OF GREEKS BEARING GIFTS"
PLEASE READ THE RULES! YOU ARE TO USE AT LEAST SIX WORDS FROM THE WORD BANK AND PLACE THEM IN YOUR AUTHOR NOTES.
ONCE YOU'VE COMPLIED, PLEASE IM WITH TITLE AND I'LL BE PLEASED TO READ YOUR ENTRY.
TILL THEN
BEST WISHES
AND STAY
LIQUID

