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Delicate
Thread of pattern;
Held us, without reason
I attempted your suggestion
Stretched your skin to fit
Slipped into it entirely
Covered my head
Still I endure this
Omnipresent fear
Of falling into a chasm of dead-
Visceral surrounding's drear
Protected wound;
Forgotten voices
Tug at me
Dedicate a world
A season of imagery
To the unravel
Of this pattern
Smooth skinned-gravel
Scrapes gently this ghostly-
Delicate life awaiting
To endure depths utterly
Only now to succumb
To this somber reality.
Held us, without reason
I attempted your suggestion
Stretched your skin to fit
Slipped into it entirely
Covered my head
Still I endure this
Omnipresent fear
Of falling into a chasm of dead-
Visceral surrounding's drear
Protected wound;
Forgotten voices
Tug at me
Dedicate a world
A season of imagery
To the unravel
Of this pattern
Smooth skinned-gravel
Scrapes gently this ghostly-
Delicate life awaiting
To endure depths utterly
Only now to succumb
To this somber reality.
Published 9th Jul 2019
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- Edited 21st Oct 2019 5:45am
9th Jul 2019 12:26pm
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9th Jul 2019 2:44pm
Glad you enjoyed it. This poem is an old one I've touched up a little bit, the second stanza is indeed describing a pregnancy in a way, It's about a life not yet here but soon will be, it's about how the life is currently all hope and soon enough it'll be born and that hope and innocence will start to fade as it does with every new life. As for the entire meaning, I have to admit I'm not sure it has one, it's one of those pieces that just happened. I still remember writing in the first time. Thanks for the read.
9th Jul 2019 1:20pm
welcome back dear brother Anon!
you never fail to amaze me.
the tug, at heart
you delivered
the void
in your signature deep
and dark strokes of the ink
yes, the stretch
you never fail to amaze me.
the tug, at heart
you delivered
the void
in your signature deep
and dark strokes of the ink
yes, the stretch
9th Jul 2019 2:48pm
The darkness is my old friend, my only friend. This is an old one I came back to. I changed it a little bit. It's long been one of my personal favorite writes, I'm really not a huge fan of my own work often but this one I really like because I don't even fully understand what it is about, I get the meaning in some parts but in others it's just a little bit of a mystery, I wrote it in less than five minuets, the entire poem just popped in my head and I still don't know why but I like it. If I wrote like this all the time I would think a lot more of myself as a writer. Thanks for the kind words, brother!
10th Jul 2019 1:33am
I miss reading you, so happy to see you're back, hopefully you'll make it more frequent.
As for the poem(s) here, the two stanzas seem like a mirror reflection, complimenting each other and showing the message from a different perspective, i love the idea of 'stretched skin' like a canvas, like a shield, like a fabric that absorbs not only moisture as in tears but also the elements of emotions.
and you're braver than i am, i rarely visit my old stuff, only handful of them i'm proud of, the rest will take too much effort to re-work lol
As for the poem(s) here, the two stanzas seem like a mirror reflection, complimenting each other and showing the message from a different perspective, i love the idea of 'stretched skin' like a canvas, like a shield, like a fabric that absorbs not only moisture as in tears but also the elements of emotions.
and you're braver than i am, i rarely visit my old stuff, only handful of them i'm proud of, the rest will take too much effort to re-work lol
10th Jul 2019 2:02pm
Hopefully I wont be spending months away anymore, I need to write to maintain mental well-being. I wouldn't revisit most of mine either, there are a few I am reworking, this is one of the few from my past that didn't leave me cringing. Thank you for the read and also for the kind words, my friend.
