My bed without you

By Leith Plunkett

Bareback on a coat of fangs
a dream of wolves in the snow

Howling to the battle horn
heaving with hearted drum beat

A sacrifice of mascara tears
in the alter of tomorrows promise

I just want to reach out and touch you

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Published on Saturday, November 29, 2008. Filed under: "Love" and "Poetry"

Comments on "My bed without you"

On Tuesday, December 12, 2017, Cassette (1087) wrote:

This feels wonderfully raw.
A former member wrote: raw need and somehow i smell sacrifice.....and somehow i missed this of yours? how utterly strange that i did. and how utterly intimate a write. you always soothe and summon the softest hearts of us. blessings~
On Sunday, January 2, 2011, Leith Plunkett (237) wrote:

Thankyou, it is one of my favorites of my own, glad you enjoyed :)
A former member wrote: from the very first line, this poem owned me..The ending was like pure, unrefined need standing naked in front of me.it's amazing how much soul-scratching these 7 lines can encompass.loved it.
On Monday, December 8, 2008, Leith Plunkett (237) wrote:

Thankyou for the comments. this piece seemed to write itself.
On Thursday, December 4, 2008, Sketso (416) wrote:

damn... I think I'm headed there. amazingly succinct for the broad range of emotions/images/memories/fears it expresses. truly artful.
On Monday, December 1, 2008, Narcissa (391) wrote:

wow...like a nightmare left longing for a dream...great piece.
On Saturday, November 29, 2008, The Lipstick Factor (287) wrote:

I keep coming back to this....you've really created something special here. I'm with sixsixnine--strikes a strange and reverberating chord....stellar write.
On Saturday, November 29, 2008, Leith Plunkett (237) wrote:

2 comments. I am honoured thankyou :-)
On Saturday, November 29, 2008, sixsixnine (476) wrote:

I love it struck a strange chord within.
A former member wrote: Really loved the way you gave an emotion 'a story',...a time, a feel of long ago, yet relating to right now. I got vision of an elder Indian, a chanting of spirit whilst a story took place,...totally loven your work man
On Saturday, November 29, 2008, The Lipstick Factor (287) wrote:

Wow--really, wow...I don't know what to say. This is spectacular. This "A sacrifice of mascara tears in the alter of tomorrows promise"--genius. I am humbled.