Drops of straw liquor, tinged purple Dripped into the void of mystic marvels An endless voyage with seething turbulence beneath Soul- the sailor sails ashore while aching limbs recede. Immersed deep into a whirling abyss Reminiscent of silky vortex of milky delusions Smothered by creamy layers of immaculate desires Senses imbued with mellow nectar leaking through sugar-coated sedatives. Eyes gaze skyward, rusty reality grazing past irate irises Fairy fragrance conjures scary images Of smiles Of cries Of all your dubious juxtaposition With my reveries- My love, My lust,- A white dove, A smear of rust!
I love the imagery in this it's so fascinating. You show me images of eyes, sailors and doves I think it's wonderful. I adore how the lines get shorter and shorter as you keep reading it. The words work well creating a remarkable flow and the words smothered by creamy layers and sugar-coated sedatives makes me hungry
Striking and surreal imagery, described with flourishing passages of wordplay that seem like a small uprising of eloquent poetic exercise. The whole thing reads extremely well and is artistically edifying, although oblique in nature. It is rather like the poetic equivalent of an abstract painting that is a little more edgy and provocative than its fellow artworks that line the gallery, where charlatans play at finding intellectual meaning in vapid canvasses. Hard to truly put into words, but the impression is strong that the sense of real existence being a conjoined collaboration of smooth and sharp objects, tainted beauty and shades between the pure and the grey seem to emanate from this poem.
"Of smiles
Of cries
Of all your dubious juxtaposition
With my reveries-
My love,
My lust,-
A white dove,
A smear of rust!"
....Fascinating.
This poem reminds me of a big plate of sushi. There are so many delicate morsels and such a variety of tastes that it's difficult to know where to start.
You use some very nice alliterative phrases in here, "mystic marvels" and "rusty reality" which trip off the tongue and provide something more than just nice images, this is an auditory as well as a visual experience.
My favourite part is the juxtaposition of the image of a "white dove" and "a smear of rust". Putting such diametrically opposed features so close together makes the reader pause for a moment. By putting this at the end of the poem it's almost as if you're demanding the reader takes a moment to digest the rest of the work. A technique which certainly worked when I read it.
I think this poem is a good example of the blending of abstract images to create something that's more than the sum of the component parts.
WOW, splendid usage of words ;) "juxtaposition" is a new word for me. Likewise, I liked a lots of imageries - "Seething turbulence", "Silky vortex", "Rusty reality grazing", "Fairy fragrance" :) You've given us a wonderful poem, mate :) Thanks :)
Plath's Fever 103 now? :)
hmm there are some great punches in this poem....... some other gave me a minor headache.......
i'd suggest 'fairy fragrance conjures scary images' to be replaced with '...... scary fantasies'~ (it's just an opinion, of course)
your creativity is unstoppable ~L
I love the imagery in this it's so fascinating. You show me images of eyes, sailors and doves I think it's wonderful. I adore how the lines get shorter and shorter as you keep reading it. The words work well creating a remarkable flow and the words smothered by creamy layers and sugar-coated sedatives makes me hungry
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