Art.trocity

By Rebel tiGer King

A work inspired by Velo.city

A powerhouse

The art
Of  A graceful language

We sabbotaged the game
Pretending angels didnt fall

Playing with the broken divine
Feathers charred from the descent

Hop scotch Memories
Day Care Tragedies
We were children

Spinning innocence like spiders web
Floating down the age of train track romance

Bleeding out the hour glass
A meaningful existence
A Graceful Dance with Death of Make Believe Proportions.

We were godlike once before.

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Copyright 2012 Rebel tiGer King
Published on Monday, September 24, 2012.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Just Dave On Monday, September 18, 2017, Just Dave (458)By person wrote:

    You've got a lot of great lines packed into a short poem. Very nice write. JD

  • GraveFlower On Sunday, October 21, 2012, GraveFlower (249)By person wrote:

    a lot of beautiful imagery, strong lines in here "pretending angels didnt fall" "spinning innocence like spiders web" i have enjoyed this. . .

  • Devilish On Monday, September 24, 2012, Devilish (2662)By person wrote:

    Oh my god this is excellent. damn.. beautiful darling dark.. wow. Scholar

  • NikesRain On Monday, September 24, 2012, NikesRain (1298)By person wrote:

    a wonderful compliment to moon's piece as well... flowing with the same whimsical yet real sad tinting...

  • dwells On Monday, September 24, 2012, dwells (4288)By person wrote:

    Wonderfully wrought and yes, how the mighty have fallen, or rather just coming to the understanding of our very destructible existences that once seemed otherwise, cheers!

  • A former member wrote: Wow, psychedelic in nature I love this type of genre such a free verse just ride the flow, yet depth...again its been a ride into your deepness...we keep's on!

  • Vulture On Monday, September 24, 2012, Vulture (61)By person wrote:

    and what are we now after all this? tragic? hopefully? this is lovely. :)


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