By Way Of The Poet
By Malcholm Dark
Read the words
Breathe
me in...
Written by pen and ink upon paper
Manipulated--scattered
etchings.
Black blood beneath the moon-light
Upon a white
virgin--winter's snow.
A vividness soiled into your memory
By
a hand that bares the voice.
The voice of my very soul
A burning
void smitten by embers.
A crematory that burns thru the perpetual
darkness
Igniting the fiery emotion within the written verse.
All conceived by the mind of a poet
The manipulator of the soul.
A place wrenched and twisted--perverse
Where the glow of goodness
lay shackled.
For I am always with you
No matter where you hide.
When at midnight as you walk alone
Hairs stand on the back of
your neck.
When you think someone is in the dark
Watching--breathing--tasting
you.
I strike and dismantle you within your fears
Until you
reach the safety of your home.
Wild-beating heart--short-gasping
breaths
Yet you turn to your source of literature.
There you
find me waiting for you
And yet again, we dance!
Read
the words
Breathe me in.
Comments on "By Way Of The Poet"
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A former member wrote:
i like the couplings at the end and beginning that frame the 'body'. .. . .. . ..breaths that they are indeed.
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On Wednesday, March 3, 2010, lupus tenebrae
(860) wrote:
Such amazingly vivid imagery, that took me on such an enjoyable ride through the darkness. Thanks for sharing.
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On Tuesday, March 2, 2010, Dilated View
(582) wrote:
I agree with Sinfire the journey was very much enjoyable. The visuals created gave me a clear and exciting picture of the landscape. Well written :)
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A former member wrote:
Such detail, it almost made the hair on MY neck stand! Another masterful stroke.
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A former member wrote:
That was an astounding piece, I liked the adventure it took me on, leaping from the paper and transcending into a "reality" very nice kept me reading.
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On Tuesday, March 2, 2010, Meadowhawk
(160) wrote:
Well written. Nicely worded. Beautiful piece.