ART OF QUILLS

treading through mystic waters
the leeches have had their fill
releasing their hold,
soon others will take their place

a measure of blood and will

in my metaphysical space
I move forward in haste
inhospitable face
in art of quills
I have sharpened my skill

A formidable foe at hand...

savage, I ravage like storms
unpredictable forms
images of scorn
no morning stars adorned
it is my advantage...

I am in elements
irrelevant in space and time
focus sublime in reason
a gladiator with sword in hand
alive in my spiritual Colosseum...

Author's Note

Change in title it was the colosseum, lol.

Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Truth never really spices the coils of words, however you tend to brea the mould here, well done, good read.

[nicolettox]

savage, I ravage like storms
unpredictable forms
images of scorn
no morning stars adorned
it is my advantage.

thank you for sharing your beautiful poems!

[Coyote Poetry]

Strong statements create some wild visions with your words. I had to read a few times to enjoy the strength in the language and tale. I like the strong ending to the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[joshua deathdealer]

aww this brilliant. I was held by every word. excellent work.

[WhiteWillow]

A very unique write, well composed. It has wonderful flow and use of vocabulary.

[Aidz]

Nice Rene a slightly different tempo and feel

[Jeremy Baker]

Vivid imagery and terriffic expression!

[Cassie Fraga]

wooohooo... free verse!! very nice Rene, ur word play is at its best in this piece!! thank you for sharing!!

[Victoria PoetryBunny]

Nice write, I like this part here:
"I am in elements
irrelevant in space and time
focus sublime in reason
a gladiator with sword in hand"