earthen vessel

genuflect before the earthen vessel
those who come to seek absolution

a widow's screen on a cracked facade
a mesh of signatures etched
on kneaded clay
where pilgrims return
to find their mark.

crocodile blooms have long been scorched
the glint of thorns blind like steel blades.

they abandoned the mores to walk the edge
then tripped on the air that brought them.
strangers tarried to drink the wine
just passing through, just passing time
waiting to reawaken.

after all have fed
they quickly fled
leaving shards and dregs behind them.

the quest ends here
the snakes are slaked.

Reviews

[Melati]

I love the beginning and the ending. Well done my new friend!

[Hatchling]

I like it

[Empirik]

This was very intense for me. It felt like the mishaps of heritage that be...hanging over us for the young to eventually see. Complex descriptions and an edgy voice. Intriguing to me to where this came from. I did totally enjoy it as my last write was not so completely bright. Good job!

[Alex Vidmar]

I really love your ending. but "Slaked"? I've never seen that word. I like it though. very well done. Keep me posted mockingbird.

~Alex.

[Matt "Mickey" Denney]

It's interesting how with this piece you make the reader slow down enough to think and grasp what you are writing. It's refreshing to read a piece where I have to focus instead of skimming through lines. Very awesome writing! ;)

[ImmoralAngel]

This is a very inspiring piece, I love the way you infusion each word so beautifully ;-)

[Jack Isaac]

Woah! This is a puzzle... M! My brain is going to Stonehenge yet that isn't it. A dream of a past life perhaps. Seems Celtic for sure, yet hints at thousands of years before that in Sumer... especially the "mesh of signatures etched on kneaded clay"
No matter how one may place this, it goes out on a rare and wonderful trip, a vacation of the mind for sure. Amazing!

[Haunzwürthe]

There is something about your style and word choice and the only way I can describe it is saturated. Not only in meaning but just the sound of them together. I've noticed it with your other pieces as well. I get a satisfying feeling of fullness, like a 4 course mental meal. If I'm not making any sense, don't worry, it's actually pretty hard to put a finger on. Again, another win with the pen.

[C.J. Ravenheart]

i like it, especially the stanza: " crocodile blooms have long been scorched/ the glint of thorns blind like steel blades."