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DYANA
Bent upon cleansing the
man who followed Her
She had dynamite strapped
to Her body, ready to light
the fuse, and run away
Pausing with thought
only to check the charges
making sure they were intact
He was incessant
Knowing Her every move, it seemed
But he had been warned, follow
to the very t
Dancing was a Love, they shared
there was always
Grace and style to this
as there is to any Art.
Hours spent practicing
days savored in learning,
There was nothing Juilliard
could teach them, street-wise
versus culture, they had
more culture than any Count
could measure anyways.
Breathing instep won awards
He had the schedule laid out
thinking, as sly as he was
He could best Guess Her
plans of attack, forecasting weather
She saw him a mile away
sticking out like a sore thumb
there was no getting past Her
She made sure of this
They made eye contact for a second in time
This was to be it She said
lit the fuse, and held Her breath
Finally, She was blowing this town
man who followed Her
She had dynamite strapped
to Her body, ready to light
the fuse, and run away
Pausing with thought
only to check the charges
making sure they were intact
He was incessant
Knowing Her every move, it seemed
But he had been warned, follow
to the very t
Dancing was a Love, they shared
there was always
Grace and style to this
as there is to any Art.
Hours spent practicing
days savored in learning,
There was nothing Juilliard
could teach them, street-wise
versus culture, they had
more culture than any Count
could measure anyways.
Breathing instep won awards
He had the schedule laid out
thinking, as sly as he was
He could best Guess Her
plans of attack, forecasting weather
She saw him a mile away
sticking out like a sore thumb
there was no getting past Her
She made sure of this
They made eye contact for a second in time
This was to be it She said
lit the fuse, and held Her breath
Finally, She was blowing this town
Published 21st Mar 2013
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21st Mar 2013 7:18am
Very interesting piece Soul, thought provoking indeed, as always. Well written. :)
21st Mar 2013 1:07pm
21st Mar 2013 9:53am
21st Mar 2013 1:10pm
Indeed, Love those Girls of the c-4!!!
Thank You for the read and comment Dear Grace,Glad You enjoyed!!!
Thank You for the read and comment Dear Grace,Glad You enjoyed!!!
21st Mar 2013 5:38pm
Very cool piece, Soulman. The subject matter blew me away (Pun intended). My only question would be what happened between these two, whose shared passion was so evident in the third stanza, that led them down the road of stalking and ultimately death? Not that it needs a lot of exposition, maybe a line to clarify. All in all, though, a strong poem. Nice job!
21st Mar 2013 9:43pm
Thanks for the read and Kind words Tony!!!
It is the beginning of life, moving on to better worlds, blowing up the past, and explosion of the now.
It is the beginning of life, moving on to better worlds, blowing up the past, and explosion of the now.
24th Mar 2013 5:03am
awesome man!!! you had me with the opening stanza. gr8 follow thru.
nice piece man.....
nice piece man.....
24th Mar 2013 6:18am
24th Mar 2013 8:16am
I liked this a lot, made me think.
He was incessant
Knowing Her every move, it seemed
But he had been warned,follow
to the very t
Very well written :)
He was incessant
Knowing Her every move, it seemed
But he had been warned,follow
to the very t
Very well written :)
24th Mar 2013 4:21pm
good deal:)
thanks for the read and kind comment Scribbler, much appreciated!!!
thanks for the read and kind comment Scribbler, much appreciated!!!
25th Mar 2013 2:55am
When antipathy reigns supreme
very little is left of the dreams
that spring when two first meet
then a thin line that causes a hasty retreat
The female has a vigilante like feel. Reminds me of Thelma and Louise.
very little is left of the dreams
that spring when two first meet
then a thin line that causes a hasty retreat
The female has a vigilante like feel. Reminds me of Thelma and Louise.
25th Mar 2013 3:04am
Thanks for the read and comment Jazz:)
indeed, Thelma & Louise...
The Body and mind of a Dynamite Girl...
what's a more worthy cause???
I know of none...
indeed, Thelma & Louise...
The Body and mind of a Dynamite Girl...
what's a more worthy cause???
I know of none...
1st Apr 2013 5:05am
Oh this was cleverly written!
Captured my attention from the beginning as I read with intensity, trying to see who or what was going up in smoke!
Witty Write my friend!
This read was TNT!<--pun intended!;)
Captured my attention from the beginning as I read with intensity, trying to see who or what was going up in smoke!
Witty Write my friend!
This read was TNT!<--pun intended!;)
2nd Apr 2013 1:10am
:) Im glad You Dug that:)
That's a VERY special write to me for a VERY special Woman, VERY fun that one was, a rolled out quick...sometimes I have to be careful because i'll think to quick and write in a blur and it shows it...where as a little refinement adds to the carving of it...but...sometimes...The flurry of energy is direct and to the purpose...as was this for me:)
Thank You ever so much for the Kind Praise Dear Rain!!!
That's a VERY special write to me for a VERY special Woman, VERY fun that one was, a rolled out quick...sometimes I have to be careful because i'll think to quick and write in a blur and it shows it...where as a little refinement adds to the carving of it...but...sometimes...The flurry of energy is direct and to the purpose...as was this for me:)
Thank You ever so much for the Kind Praise Dear Rain!!!
