don't speak her name

By FadedBlues

don't speak her name

 
she admitted to being a rude temptress
she prowled her petulant jungles
nude as a sensuous cat,
enamored in the eyes of obdurate soldiers.
arrogant.  unattainable.
 
what chance does a lonely man have?
 
I was drunk on elixirs of lust & criminal desire
easily waylaid by beauty, perfumes,
eyelashes that flickered like candlelight.
 
recklessly driven, I rush without radar
toward the roadblocks of my own destruction.
 
but poetry and love
were meant to destroy


Artwork: 'Etude de Nu'  Man Ray









 

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Copyright 2014 FadedBlues
Published on Sunday, January 5, 2014.     Filed under: "Graphic Art"
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  • dumbone On Friday, January 17, 2014, dumbone (63)By person wrote:

    great work sir, loved every bit of it

  • FadedBlues On Tuesday, January 7, 2014, FadedBlues (2172)By person wrote:

    Friends & Poets, thanks. the art of a woman's body compels us to both heaven & hell...

  • Numbers Peppelini On Monday, January 6, 2014, Numbers Peppelini (76)By person wrote:

    This reading pulls me back yet again to the running with intrepid abandon to revel in the chilled fogged breath of a coyote as he empties his loneliness to the sky. What serves us to become part of it I will forever ponder.

  • A former member wrote: Indeed. People listens to poets because they dont understand how we paint such a beautiful picture with just words thrown on a canvous, that canvous is our mind droning on and on with the midnight voices we all hear. It is the unseen whisperer that is the poets, we are just the hosts they speak through. Spilling all their pain over to the now bleeding canvous of their tortured lives. Do you hear them?? I do, you only have to listen closely to their whisperings.

  • blue angel On Sunday, January 5, 2014, blue angel (877)By person wrote:

    Woe to the elixir of criminal lust that prowls the night. Amazing poetry, Blues, you're hard hitter and we adore the gut punches:)~ Brilliant*

  • megaprime81 On Sunday, January 5, 2014, megaprime81 (743)By person wrote:

    Wonderful expression; poetry can build up or destroy; a lot of times the imagination is involved in its construction. 10

  • A former member wrote: Innate addiction to pain and defeat perhaps? A remarkable work, and the art is beautiful as well.

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