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Final Fight
After a night of last-ditch effort,
day breaks like a hammer, the sun
a fast, fat mandala,
rising through the pink mist.
Drained, we lay bare
our private intentions,
too tired to fix anything, everything
broken, terrifying and glittering.
We sit in stunned silence.
Together, at that moment,
dazed by our lavish failure,
we could almost be friends.
*Note: This poem also appears in Red Fez 4/12
http://www.redfez.net/poetry/1568
day breaks like a hammer, the sun
a fast, fat mandala,
rising through the pink mist.
Drained, we lay bare
our private intentions,
too tired to fix anything, everything
broken, terrifying and glittering.
We sit in stunned silence.
Together, at that moment,
dazed by our lavish failure,
we could almost be friends.
*Note: This poem also appears in Red Fez 4/12
http://www.redfez.net/poetry/1568
Written by
pyrategurrll
(Lauren Tivey)
Published 10th Nov 2010
| Edited 14th Apr 2012
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Beautiful...
10th Nov 2010 3:40am
...and tender. Not a blemish on its record. Freely dances in the minds eye. Respect.
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re: Beautiful...
10th Nov 2010 8:54pm
you did it again
10th Nov 2010 4:14am
"terrifying and glittering"... "dazed by our lavish failure"... the end of a serious romance often leads to that "stunned silence" where you're able to be "Together, at that moment"... you've set the ending up so well. your last line is perfect... "we could almost be friends." once again, i am very impressed. i hope you put a book together someday. consider this my pre-order. i would definitely buy a copy. keep on doing what you do...
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re: you did it again
10th Nov 2010 3:19pm
You stole my mind. In addition to all you have said, I ask: Do you realize in the poem, how two lovers fought themselves down to becoming almost friends?
The poetess has done so well.
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re: you did it again
10th Nov 2010 8:56pm
BOMB
10th Nov 2010 3:33pm
This is deep, sad touching crafty: the sun, day break, tired lovers after their quarrel/fight and how it sadly ends...
"dazed by our lavish failure,
we could almost be friends."
It is just one of those poems that hits the reader like a punch. Like Hemihead said, 'it freely dances in the mind's eye'
Lauren your craftsmanship with words is thus established.
"dazed by our lavish failure,
we could almost be friends."
It is just one of those poems that hits the reader like a punch. Like Hemihead said, 'it freely dances in the mind's eye'
Lauren your craftsmanship with words is thus established.
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re: BOMB
10th Nov 2010 8:57pm
"Bomb" threw me off for a second there, Divine, ha ha. Thank you very much for the comment. :)
re: re: BOMB
12th Nov 2010 2:11pm
Sorry about the 'BOMB.' It was your poem that first threw me off balance.
Cheers.
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I like this...
17th Nov 2010 3:15am
i like the way you put your material together. I have nothing profound, witty or cool to say, I just like your work.
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re: I like this...
17th Nov 2010 6:54am
And you don't have to say anything profound, witty, or cool~just the fact that you like my work means a lot to me. Thank you for commenting.
Re: Final Fight
20th Nov 2014 5:27am
Sometimes friendship is the biggest build two people can undertake. Way relatable write, Lauren. Thanks for releasing this!
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