Midnight, magnified

Midnight, magnified

A Poem by ChemicalMadness

That moon
up there
paying me 1/16 of its
waning attention
ambivalently seducing
my once were
affections
confusing my
now are
intentions
seems to be
begging questions through
open toed
tall tales

And as she hints
at one final
wink
before fickle fumbling
the keys
to the jarred door
of my nowhere heart
i can just barely
make out
the stutter stammer
of my
just forget it
lips
jagged with exhausted intention
door half closed
question floating in

when that little moon
awoke still
in the faux
contented
squinting sky
i wonder

who questions murder
dripping disinterested
from the frigid lips
of another heartless
blood moon?

© 2013 ChemicalMadness


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Nice work! I love the flow of your words. As time permits, I will try to stop by and discover some more.

Posted 11 Years Ago


ChemicalMadness

11 Years Ago

Thank you, Jon!
I love poems like this which rhyme and flow; seemingly effortless. It's like crafting a puzzle of word play and imagery yet, interpretation slides off the tongue so easily. I strive to write such things.

Posted 11 Years Ago


ChemicalMadness

11 Years Ago

Thank you! That's a huge compliment.
I love your style, it's so creative and ingenious. I like how you play with words and break rules (it's poetry – we can break rules!). The formatting was excellent, and I enjoyed the abrupt unexpected changes.


Posted 11 Years Ago


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ChemicalMadness

11 Years Ago

Thanks so much
With your alliteration your words "fickle fumble" in my mind, like images on a washing line, in focus one moment and fading the next, causing me to be patient as they come back around. So far, I'm intrigued by your style, and impressed by it's pressing fragmented language.

Posted 11 Years Ago


i like the darkness and the questions about life...but damn....the phrasing in this is phenomenal..

Girl Friday pointed out some of them...but fantastic.."seducing my once was affections/ confusing my now are intentions..--

great stuff and the way you broke up the lines gives that just off rhythm that is so appealing to me in poetry...

really enjoy your stuff immensely.

Posted 11 Years Ago


ChemicalMadness

11 Years Ago

And I yours, my friend. I'm so glad you enjoyed.
i can just barely
make out
the stutter stammer
of my
just forget it
lips
jagged with exhausted intention
door half closed
question floating in

---these lines are amazing. The depth and honesty of emotion with which this is written is just superb. I guess you are finding some inspiration :)

What I liked about this one, aside from all the moon imagery (which I always find delicious in poetry), is the larger metaphor at work. We all have these thoughts, these "what if's" of existence, but we can't all convey them the way that you do here.

The last stanza was also fabulous as an ending...more moon imagery. Loved it.

Posted 11 Years Ago


ChemicalMadness

11 Years Ago

Inspiration? Yes. Time? Need more of that. Squeezing in minutes here and there.

Thank.. read more
Oh I like this.. deep and dark.. :) xo

Posted 11 Years Ago


ChemicalMadness

11 Years Ago

Glad you enjoyed, thank you so much for stopping by!

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