Poetry competition CLOSED 11th February 2016 7:39pm
WINNER
feenixfiles
feenixfiles
Who's saving you?
Hepcat61 said:(or if you prefer the long form...)
you sing of the graveyards
dug in the rooms of your parents’ house
of ungiven, stolen emblems
remade into their lurid icons
singing among the markers and monuments
of Formica and cement
they beckon you pick up
the chorus they composed in you
while instead you sing
of bringing their dead
to your fiesta of the unliving
even as your siren melody turns beguilingly to me
I am departing
as your caressing verses would dig in their claws
I am vanishing
even as your sacrificial dance is displayed for me
I am disappearing
as your open legs call me to the coda of your pain
I am gone
as I spill myself into these indulgent anthems
I have no existence
I will not regale in the costumes
of your carnival of self denigration
nor wear these woven word serapes
of bleached bones
nor set tables among the tombs
laid with spoils of the damned
nor accompany your sorrows
to the echoes of the dead's applause
and will not strap on a skull face
so you may sing my beauty at the stage
not one more day leading parades
through memorials of bleak worship
holding up corpses
that you may have your guests
walking in the rot
as death verses chill your heart
dancing los voladores
among morbid broken stones
not one day more
the day of your dead
ni un día más de los muertos
you will remain in this tomb
singing the comfort of its cold misery
incant the long departed
to sleeping and awakening with you
I refuse to audience
I will be no longer yours
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you sing of the graveyards
dug in the rooms of your parents’ house
of ungiven, stolen emblems
remade into their lurid icons
singing among the markers and monuments
of Formica and cement
they beckon you pick up
the chorus they composed in you
while instead you sing
of bringing their dead
to your fiesta of the unliving
even as your siren melody turns beguilingly to me
I am departing
as your caressing verses would dig in their claws
I am vanishing
even as your sacrificial dance is displayed for me
I am disappearing
as your open legs call me to the coda of your pain
I am gone
as I spill myself into these indulgent anthems
I have no existence
I will not regale in the costumes
of your carnival of self denigration
nor wear these woven word serapes
of bleached bones
nor set tables among the tombs
laid with spoils of the damned
nor accompany your sorrows
to the echoes of the dead's applause
and will not strap on a skull face
so you may sing my beauty at the stage
not one more day leading parades
through memorials of bleak worship
holding up corpses
that you may have your guests
walking in the rot
as death verses chill your heart
dancing los voladores
among morbid broken stones
not one day more
the day of your dead
ni un día más de los muertos
you will remain in this tomb
singing the comfort of its cold misery
incant the long departed
to sleeping and awakening with you
I refuse to audience
I will be no longer yours
Love this
[quote-33
Not being able to trust
is one thing that is important to most
Imagine it being yourself that you cannot trust
allowing into this thought, is your saving holy ghost
One day after another, I get up off the bed
and pray for solitude and a release from this disease
sometimes I've slept on the street, where I have last laid down my head
It is one sickness that, only within yourself, is the need to appease
To those of you who are not alcoholic drinkers
and instead, you devote your lives to saving someone who is
Imagine, for a second, put on your intellectual caps, you deep thinkers,
that it is you that is being held hostage[/quote]
Spot on babe! ✌
Not being able to trust
is one thing that is important to most
Imagine it being yourself that you cannot trust
allowing into this thought, is your saving holy ghost
One day after another, I get up off the bed
and pray for solitude and a release from this disease
sometimes I've slept on the street, where I have last laid down my head
It is one sickness that, only within yourself, is the need to appease
To those of you who are not alcoholic drinkers
and instead, you devote your lives to saving someone who is
Imagine, for a second, put on your intellectual caps, you deep thinkers,
that it is you that is being held hostage[/quote]
Spot on babe! ✌
Sweetry
Thank You.. Not only have you explained in great detail, the difference between an addict, a user or one who dabbles. You have also educated people that addiction is in fact a disease.. Society lacks empathy due to ignorance, its up to people like us to show them the way 👏
Well done great write mate!
Thank You.. Not only have you explained in great detail, the difference between an addict, a user or one who dabbles. You have also educated people that addiction is in fact a disease.. Society lacks empathy due to ignorance, its up to people like us to show them the way 👏
Well done great write mate!
