- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Eruption
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Raining down on a shocked world
the fiery boulders of this suddenness.
Too long held back the fire inside
to come on easy: fierce, abrupt
and unforgiving on the cold ground
formed by mere habit, by mere time;
plain arousal of force restricted,
scorching unreason – skin peels in blisters
and the tall trees shrivel like grass
burnt in autumn, the stench of hair
shrunk to the scalp in the outburst's passion,
pent-up anger unleashed, the bridle broken,
one-sided well-being, but short, short...
Regret is a coat of ashes falling,
a smashed-up quay – the last grey ship
is slowly leaving the deserted port.
- COMMENTS
twelveooneover 11 years agomust have been a hell of a blow up, overkill, sorry i don't share the others enthusiasm
didn't vote though, may be fear, doubt it
this also doesn't match "bridle broken"
the stench of hair
shrunk to the scalp in the outburst's passion/
one-sided well-being
now i am assuming that this is a blow up of the human kind, passion, anger etc.
if so, nobody said anything? no words?
if not, clean up you have a nice volcano poem.
tazz317over 11 years agoand a volcano erupting on the hill tops TK U MLJ LV NV
