The ghosts of your past indiscretions retracing the desirous lines of virtue reeling back from a desirable sanctuary undercurrents of emotion flowing through a destitute land of untraceable morality leaning upon an escape from the steps traced onto the sand falling through the cracks of time losing recrudescence and rectifying an action submerged in restless restraint
Restless Restraint. Wow. I love that phrase... I also love the juxtaposition of lines 2 and 6... virtue and morality... line 3... I know what that is like... it leaves me wondering though... what is the action you feel so much regret over? But I guess that's why you are retracing your steps. Good poem... more personal than most of yours though... but I like it, perhaps moreso because of that.
Damn morality! And virtue is just vices cloaked and made acceptable! But my outburst over, I shall continue as I should have begun, this piece is superb.
It is amorphous and ephemeral, never entirely within the grasp of the reader but always present - an undercurrent if you will. The use of language is impressive and while I am sure some may be put off by such command, I find myself entranced and lauding such things! There are some brilliant lines in this piece, so many that I cannot choose my favourite.
In admiration and expectation of more brilliant works,
A.E.
Restless Restraint. Wow. I love that phrase... I also love the juxtaposition of lines 2 and 6... virtue and morality... line 3... I know what that is like... it leaves me wondering though... what is the action you feel so much regret over? But I guess that's why you are retracing your steps. Good poem... more personal than most of yours though... but I like it, perhaps moreso because of that.
I feel a familiar inner struggle in this piece. My emotions often flow through the "land of untraceable morality". You've said much with a few well chosen intelligent words. Excellent write.
Past faults hang like a noose around your neck while each day you walk just waiting to walk over the edge. I love your word choice, keeps things fresh. All in all good job Miss Deandra.
Images for a strange reason or another felt Roman to me, maybe Greek, but there is that Latin tone. One of those sort of sonnets that flows with a buccina and aulos. Now the best i can do for a music, mirror, well thank hbo (LOL) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ND_FmSdO8B4
My name is Deandra Dawn and I have been writing for as long as I can remember. I also go by the name, Ravishing Raven, and I am currently reworking my website. What else is there to know when there .. more..