he draws taut
his magic bow
one arrow
a drop of vitriol
relief is slow ….
…
..
.
temporary….
Awareness erupts
as poison
slides home.
All That Glitters Is Not Gold
it is all just bullshit anyway.....
Your Brain is a Radio that Does What its Told
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Darkness, delusion, smeared with a stick of butter and laughter. Words collide, they bring forth death!
Pain goes in, love comes out.
well, come on in. bite. chew. spit.
He started Writing, The paper started speaking...
Once lost
Wonderful. 🙂
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thankyou xx
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I read this as a addict shooting up….based upon the poem…still studying the painting.
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maybe an addict who’s habit is shooting his judgement at others before realising that every poisonous vibe comes back to rest in his own heart :-0
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hi — did you mean taut for the bow?
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haha YES…blush… the energy that drives me does not bother to check for grammar and spelling often enough!
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sorry, I do agree you are of artistic spirit. Do artists have typo’s in their art ?
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hahaha! YES
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( smile ) for some reason I thought artists wouldn’t have that. ( duh … )
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I like the shape of this poem ~ and the image
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Thankyou x
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Hi! I nominated you for the Beautiful Blogger Award. You probably already know all about this stuff, but I’m so new to WordPress that I’m still learning. Just in case, here are the details: http://blogofloveliness.wordpress.com/2013/01/10/beautiful-blogger-award/
Thanks so much for sharing your beautiful poetry and art!
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Thankyou x and now you will reside for eternity on my 7 things about me page!
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powerful messages well hidden like a poetic philosopher !
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i had hidden it even from myself for a moment there 😉
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I could feel the tension and the sweet release.
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oh thank you, i was wondering whether it would come across xx
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I love the meter and rhyme you have working here. But this lyric in particular sings:
one arrow
a drop of vitriol
relief is slow ….
And I do love your use of space to simulate the arrow’s flight. This is one of my new favourites of yours.
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thanks Jeremy.. i feel I could have worked a little longer on it and made it more powerful but am still very happy know it spoke to you xx
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I’ll second JNM’s praise by saying that I love how you rhyme “vitriol” with “bow,” “arrow,” and “slow”–this is so startling and original, and it WORKS!
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I cannot THANKYOU ENOUGH for reading enjoying and commenting, it is like little parts of me are lighting up all over the world
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Marvelous! And little parts of you are LIGHTING UP the world!
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now I have gone super nova! maybe its the leonine response to a good scratch 🙂
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This is one of the times you should go supernova. If only to facemelt the arrow before it can even reach you. And, heck…you’re immune to poison when you’re supernova anyway, because you are purest energy…and hearing is kinda difficult when you’re melting down, due to the impossible ruckus your own explosion is creating. You’re like a freaking superhero…lol. 😀
*big love* Mr. Magic Bow Dude obviously does not realize he is messing with The Silver Poet.
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you’re funny! its all me!! me fighting myself …. although now I look at it I realise there has been some dram like that in my extended family of late! i don’t even know I am expressing my excess energy and processing stuff sometimes!!
anyhoo, i do love how you jump to my defence it makes me feel all starlike and flashy :-))))
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I missed this one, Poet. Not too many people can use the word “vitriol” convincingly, but you nail it. Had fun visualizing the larger story that this must be part of.
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I didn’t know I was actually telling a story until swirl girl commented and then i got thinking and woah i WAS processing a drama! not my direct drama but one in the extended family, quite full on has all the elements to engage a wide audience of soap opera fanatics!
and in relation to the word vitriol…yes i find myself using it in quite a natural fashion, its a good one!
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I think you are a storyteller.
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i think i may be thank you for noticing … I hold story tellers in high regard 😉
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This poem touches a very different part of my soul from your more cheerful works. Thanks for putting it up for us to see!
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you’re welcome , i’ll do a sweet one to balance the page again xx
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