xviii: evocation

By Feral




It is not prophecy -
this thing, scarlet and viscus
slithering in the sand at my feet.
It spewed wetly from my gaping grin -
a sad monument to the years.

In the conceit of the rising sun,
my teeth became redundant.
(I alone am at fault)
 

... Can a pyre built for a self burn rage enough
burn wild enough
burn spite enough

To slough off the flesh, the meat,
the contempt, the weeds?

Leaving my bones free to cast an offering to the stars
mirrored and diffused softly into the waves -
the breaking crest a singular invitation to

my unrelenting yearning
for that place of mythic transition.
 

Mere survival will not suffice this time.


 

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Published on Thursday, February 23, 2023.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • SolApathy On Wednesday, March 22, 2023, SolApathy (665)By person wrote:

    Not sure if any of us mere humans will be worthy.

  • Feral On Wednesday, March 22, 2023, Feral (87)By person wrote:

    I surely know that I'm not - but the answer must be in the attempt, right?

  • blue On Monday, February 27, 2023, blue (1454)By person wrote:

    …well. Where can one ever begin? There is always a sudden severity to your writing, whether toward the darkness or light, it is always there, this… immediate and intentional incisiveness. “…scarlet and viscus, slithering in the sand at my feet”. To command the readers attention so forcefully, so completely… it’s quite brilliant, you rascal. evocation, of course, of course… always love your titles, so clever. Moreover, your writes have an elliptical quality for me, like a slow burning star caught in the orbit of an ultra dense black hole. Orbiting, orbiting. Pondering, pondering. Evocations, indeed. That last stanza and closing line…incomparable. “that place of mythic transition…” you slay me, every time. Much love and respect. ~b

  • carlosjackal On Wednesday, March 1, 2023, carlosjackal (3010)By person wrote:

    I knew you wouldn't let me down :)

  • blue On Thursday, March 2, 2023, blue (1454)By person wrote:

    Who could possibly resist? Come on now…

  • LIFEINVADER On Sunday, February 26, 2023, LIFEINVADER (300)By person wrote:

    Most meaningful changes start from within, transformation is not easy, and releasing, even harder. Cheers.

  • Poetic-Realm On Saturday, February 25, 2023, Poetic-Realm (258)By person wrote:

    You gotta do it. These words sting. But you gotta do it.

  • SilentStalker On Friday, February 24, 2023, SilentStalker (1067)By person wrote:

    …this right here…speaks to me on levels that still hurt to talk about…this reminds me of the hungers, the never enoughs, the self-loathings and the dark places that we struggle to crawl out of, before they bury us completely…burn this out of me; I may not be strong enough to face this again and still be me… Scholar

  • carlosjackal On Thursday, February 23, 2023, carlosjackal (3010)By person wrote:

    Incredible and masterful poem. So good I expect Bri to login and leave his platitudes :)

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