~Dark Poetry October~
preparing for the Swedish Castle with tenebrous passion
I spy this nude nymph of darkness inhaling the pustules of warted flesh
dripping from the abscess of romantic pestilence...untamed by mortal man!
Danta was a fool and you have reached beyond your time your being the fates render your words as their own and steal your heart with memories of fools playing with there on useless thoughts .. i liked it!!!!!
Vickie, there is a morose theme here, mingled teasingly with a Freudean undertone -- you threw the gauntlet out over human emotions and poetically expressed all that it captured - peace and love my friend -- Jon Michael
BREAKING AWAY FROM LEARNED INHIBITIONS AND BEING ABLE TO EXPOSE ONESELF TOTALLY MUST BE LEARNED ALSO. DONE WELL AND ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING AND BLESSINGS. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Literary pustules on aging scrolls made of tortured human skin that contained perverted thoughts which only can be hatched by a sadistic bird of prey letting her claws to shriek on a blackboard of destiny.