She reaches her feminine hand into my chest
and pulls out a serenade of blinding darkness
My grasp on reality is just too thought-rejuvenating
that it casts a shadowy atmosphere, illuminating
the presence of fear and that this world is real
Fluffy, white cloud blankets
envelop radiating stone pillars of anguish
and under a sky of black and green
the sun's flames try to burn up
my gushing lakes of benzine
as lush tangerine trees bear fruit in frenzies
You might think this oasis is serene
but it's full of self-inflicting vaccines
and contradicting insight-refracting dreams
of faith and knowledge
converging all this
mental capacity
into voids of relentless tenacity
Painting blurry abstractions of nature
into epic whirlwinds of the creator's scramble
with the eclectic violator's chaotic ramble
They are forever at war
worlds apart
whores of intellectual prostitution
turning what is natural
into confusion in the form of collateral
I require a transfusion of soul
so my mind's malignant warfare
will turn benign
and confine
this zone of cold bloodshed
into olive branches
bled from inside
dove cries overhead
And into my mind's eyes
where the freezing artist lies
he waits for the sunrise
upon blessed worlds put to rest
~AW 11/8/09
Author notes
S w e e t W a t e r
Prompt:
“Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.”
- Henry Ward Beecher (Liberal US Congregational minister, 1813-1887)
A contest entry
- My very first contest by Theappleofyoureye.
800 points, ended November 11, 22 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Best of the Allpoetriers by wandyway.
550 points, ends December 6, 115 entries
• next poem in this contest, • Add to finalists list, or remove from contest
What did you think
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oh wow this is really a great poem, your deffinately going on my faves!!
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A plenteous write, reminds me of a Picasso painting full of acute lines that harmoniously blend to tangents and ellipses revolving within a mist of madness and curious colors
Nicely done
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Thank you sir, your comment is like a poem responding to my poem.
Hey, painting a picture and writing an essay or a poem are more alike than most people think.
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Wow, this was beautifully written and the imagery was amazing!
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Magnificent.
This is elegantly written...every word and stanza is lovely and perfect, i enjoyed reading this from start to finish. I hardly know what to say...lol. I absolutely love this one. Thank you so much for entering my contest, this is so far, my favorite. =} great job, and good luck
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im in aw at your poetic abilety and feel sarrow apon my self for entering a contest the same day as you to only be outshined. best of luck to you although i doubt you'll need it. unless the creator of this contest strugles with the enormus words of your thoughts and soul.increadibul write.
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Hey, don't worry about it. At least we're both cool enough not to use prewrites haha
Thank you, I really appreciate the comment.
Rereading this poem made me excited
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i knew you wud win!!!!! i guess ill just have to try again. maby ill join a contest with compeditor with a lower vocabulary.
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