Throb

a poem of all the throbs that make us feel alive

             I woke up absent-

                   absent and without a host

    with a sudden case of Boreas.

    Only a nosebleed

        could warm me-

my breasts were soft,

  but I haven`t forgotten

    the low smokes

           that formed

       beneath my toes

Passion is furious and angsty

    A year of this has been reincarnated

   dismembering sanity by four pieces

four....

I`m your muscle, the misunderstanding

No- it`s not trivial to be

    misconceived

Depressing is that jackal to even accept it

You flicker me on and off

   Why so female?

It`s bombing fluid in the brain again

 He had watched me stiff and feverish, 

 quite smothered in sulfur

quite retching

the smokes become cruel

Now it`s a hell horse to gallop along the mind-lines 

scraping up the rocks of irrational decisions to rise as a written body

                                 What does it take to be your darling?

                              A mother?

 I am almost out of sight

- coiled and not even within earshot.

                  Yet the nosebleed feels wonderful.

Author's Note

All of my poetry is original and copyrighted.

Reviews

[ANM]

Vivid imagery put together with great words!

[Kleio13]

Thank you very much ANM!

[ANM]

You are welcome!

[TinyBlondeMonster]

Wow, this is so beautiful. You created an incredible image for the readers eye. I love it!

[Kleio13]

Thank you Tiny Blonde Monster !

[Linda alexander]

Great writing style, poet's emotions and take is crystal clear, unique style, impressed

[Kleio13]

Thank you :)

[Linda alexander]

You welcome, take care

[An owl on the moon]

Your words are so infused with power.. emotional heat... and with every line you create a wild, indelible image of the world within you. Amazing!

[Kleio13]

Thank you Craig!

[kublakhan27]

Your poems are like grenades of imagery that you hurl at the readers to have them blow up in their faces...in a good way of course ;) Really this is an ambitious work though...your work is so unique that reviewing them is a struggle for me...nobody else I know writes quite like you do...I suppose that you write with the spoken word in mind, as you read on a regular basis...there are too many knockout images here to single any particular ones out...another mind-blower of a piece my dear :)

[Kleio13]

Thank you very much Kubby and actually I do not read regularly, I guess that I simply spout off from brain to paper like I`m bleeding out. Most of the time, I don`t bleed out enough.

[kublakhan27]

You bleed out enough to produce some striking poetry, I can tell you that bud ;)

[Kleio13]

ahahaha thanx !

[A. Amos]

I feel your words as the best part of reading your work is, as you know how to get your reader connected with your craft, you truly are stylish writer my friend.

[Kleio13]

Thank you very much Amos and I`m glad that I have arrowwed my own expectations .

[Einstein Noodle]

Kleio .. i am erupted and drained .. i don't know how to talk about "Throb" ... such a woven mix .. a woman's power and control ..her softness ..an abuse ... the wretchedness of need and the despondent acceptance of " ...nosebleed feels wonderful." like its the norm ... good gravy girl .. you do write a powerhouse of emotive life commentary ... i think this is a sledge hammer of a poem
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[Kleio13]

hahahaha thank you very much. Your interpretation of "Throb" is excellent and i certainly never fail to enjoy reading your reviews.
K