- If it is deadly, it isn't love. -
(in case you had a doubt...)
Deadly is not the taste of love, not the meaning of soft-spoken words - Not.
Pyramids of love built far and against city traffic or noisy tv programs, can fall, break abruptly when the soil is saturated under a desert light, vealed.
In sand, an arid childhood's drought killed the seed of a man planted in the middle of thorns, asphixiated as he reached out for air: asthmatic, pathetic, his unmanly hand reached out for humanity, was buried by the dry wind instead.
In dust, deserted by the one he loved the most - bitten by the scorpion of bitter fantasy that leaves unsatisfied - gravel and grains in his mouth.
Petrified heart - friable rock that burns, unquenched the thirst within - can never love, forever at loss, holds on to mirage of wealth and security...
Owning showing while his weak core simply crumbles - a time bomb in the castle built on sand - so unmade.
His deadly body and soul, - barren - can bear no fruit -- he can give no love.
Very intense. Also realistic - how this 'death' began to develop at an early age. We get so many of our cues for how to love and show love from adults when we are young. When they hurt you, it has long-term effects. Extremely creative and a pleasure to read.
Sheila
In dust,
deserted
by the one he loved the most -
bitten by the scorpion of bitter fantasy
that leaves unsatisfied -
gravel and grains
in his mouth.
... My goodness, Axilea. These lines alone speak volumes and the imagery reinforces the sentiment powerfully. The poem as a whole brings new meaning to the term Love Bite. It's sad, isn't it, that if, in a union, the relationship is dead for one... that necessarily is murderous also to the other, however much it might be wished to spare them that pain? Well-developped thoughts here. TY Kate xx
I'm with Amber on the gut feelings and with Charlie's wisdom and humor too. You sure have a diverse readership and this shows writings that attract many . This is masterful!
Love,
Susan
Powerfully symbolic and meaningful, Axilea. Fine poetry worthy of more than a single reading. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and best wishes to you,
I love t-at you tinted your virtual ink for t-is one. The w-ole t-ing reminds me of Sand Man, reac-ing out, and -is -and disolving into particles, blowing away in the breeze. And in my mout-, t-ere's a bit of alum t-at dries and pickles my tongue... It is (as my sister would say) a "very extrememly" sad story-- suc- a waste of -umanity-- packing sand castles around air to build, rat-er t-an around more sand, or some concrete object.
On a different note, I t-ink Amber stole an "h" out of my tote. If you've got one to spare... --C-arlie
I find myself always using my gut instinct where love is concerned. If I get the feeling that something isn't quite right, it is almost always dead on accurate.. We all know deep inside, when love is beautiful or deadly...Choices, that is where safety and love resides.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Awesome write, so full of pain, and yearning. A reflection on all in life that beats down and destroys heart and soul. Ihave felt like this in my lifetime and it is not a place to live...
to be carried away by the certain sandstorm.....so sad ,for all involved, sad from a spectator's view also,live and leare the live and learn again,endless likr the sands inthe desert,I'll have to read this over maybe many times,
stan
Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
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You are very talented!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
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et
Stay well and keep writing.
Ed
Sheila
Be safe,
Karen
Weird how inside we know, yet wish we are wrong.
Only to get hurt, again and again and again.....
deserted
by the one he loved the most -
bitten by the scorpion of bitter fantasy
that leaves unsatisfied -
gravel and grains
in his mouth.
... My goodness, Axilea. These lines alone speak volumes and the imagery reinforces the sentiment powerfully. The poem as a whole brings new meaning to the term Love Bite. It's sad, isn't it, that if, in a union, the relationship is dead for one... that necessarily is murderous also to the other, however much it might be wished to spare them that pain? Well-developped thoughts here. TY Kate xx
Love Tinka
This us superb..truly an exceptional write..I'm keeping this one..
Vesna
Love,
Susan
Regis
On a different note, I t-ink Amber stole an "h" out of my tote. If you've got one to spare... --C-arlie
I find myself always using my gut instinct where love is concerned. If I get the feeling that something isn't quite right, it is almost always dead on accurate.. We all know deep inside, when love is beautiful or deadly...Choices, that is where safety and love resides.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Fee
stan