- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Homemade Ornaments
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Homemade Ornaments
Night falls and shadows
close as his mind contorts to pressure
without pleasure. Memories
flee and bones remain. Why?
runs through his mind, over and over
like a water wheel lifting nourishment
only to balance as images flash,
to tip, pouring away joy
leaving a slurry of slices
that no scavenger
can chew. Hour after hour,
night after night, he sits, tiered
questions stream
from red eyes until hollows
remain. A branch
leans against the corner, remnants
of his daughters’ love scaled down
to two pieces of card
and wool. Ornaments that dangle
and dazzle cast sparkling lights
into a broken room
of near-silent sobs.
- COMMENTS
My Erotic Taleover 18 years agoTRM....when he first started reading you was less than a week ago for being a brand spanking new poet <grin> ..hehehe....
very nice poem wild~
TheRainManover 18 years agoStructurally, there is no comparison between your writing now and when I first started reading you. The advance in sophistication has been rapid. I still think you need to improve word choice, be much more picky with it, to not only ensure clarity but also to stay clear of everyone's natural tendency toward cliche.
