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prisms in your palms (a sonnet)
By hate_doll
Apparitions only seen in sepia dreams
Manifest in between the creases of your palm
Neon-headed angels seducing in hues of saffron and creams
The senses linger on a moment too long
Sheparded by the sharp thrill of a heartbeat quickened
Restless and wild they dance in the folds of flesh
Racing themselves to a quick end
A smile graces the landscape and overshadows the rest
Quixotic toxins shot thru a crystal hourglass
Illuminating the angels naked, phosphorescent
Iridescent breasts and eyes a sorceress would possess
Fingers hung by twilight and moon crescents
These specters controlled by your distraction
Otherwise known as the muses of your passion
...whytt*06
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© 2006 whyttb
Published on Tuesday, November 21, 2006.
Filed under: "Structured" and
"Poetry"
Comments on "prisms in your palms (a sonnet)"
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On Tuesday, January 23, 2007, Bella Butchery
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wrote:
and what excellent structure there is here, it feels like you have totall controll over this piece, sometimes i wish i had the patience practice this art
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A former member wrote:
The beauty in this was a product of som\ many well-composed elements. From your ryhme scheme, to your imagery, to your word choice; this all compiled a breath-taking, and mysteriously curious sonnet. ....-samone
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A former member wrote:
honestly, i normally dont like sonnets, but i have to admit, this one is much worth the time to read, and you got me looking foward to reading your work now. *stalks you silently* OnceDarkPoet
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On Friday, November 24, 2006, Alanarchy
(1200) wrote:
"These specters controlled by your distraction/ Otherwise known as the muses of your passion" Those lines really defined this piece in my mind. Awesome. Write the hell on.
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On Tuesday, November 21, 2006, AniDayz
(820) wrote:
an incredible menagerie of flowing images and vivid sensuality, blended together in such a form it leaves a linger dust of colourific fire...intense and serene, simultaneously.
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On Tuesday, November 21, 2006, Dissolving Poet
(564) wrote:
*sits down and looks around* I would like to stay here very much I agree with Col its unusual but sensual and beautiful, it was a coil around your heart that tightened. I'm glad I took the time to read your piece, it was heart softening~Gothic
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