Ode to the Beast

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Iused to Love the aloof Autumn Breathin'

I used to Stroll towards tales of a horizon

With vain eyes I had mocked your greevin'

 

I once Clawed the hand that fed me

I once adorned a memory that

Departed with no dignity or charm

That would not stay

Within albums or warming palms

 

God bless the ignorant and the simple-minded

That care not if her

golden strings of hair were binded

God bless the ugly and the poor

That find in kindness beauty and silver-ore

 

I used to wait for my limbs to swell

Into reds and blues as tearful clouds fell

I had carved pillars of dirt and ice

For a home that would not suffice

 

I used to admire the cold that brings

Omens and prose and sunless noons

 

Nowadays I mourn the undead spring

Of barren friendships in diseased cocoons

Author's Note

*Image Title: Beauty and the Beast
*By: zirofax
*Link to page: http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=§ion=&q=beauty+and+the+beast#/d2vbfx9

Reviews

[Castonovia]

Rare language nowadays forgotten and laid to the dust of time, carted away by the wind... truly brilliant with vivid imagery and powerfully written tales of disallusion :) Reminded me of The Odyssey somehow except shiver envoking, added with a twist of the Grimm fairytales, dark and equally beautiful, well penned indeed!!!

[Coyote Poetry]

Such strength and power in each set of lines. It is hard for me to choose the strongest statements. With age we learn to appreciate the cold of Winter. Time for us to re-group and re-set a life. The flow of emotion and very good ending made the poem a pleasure to read. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[M.Babu]

er wow...i really needed to read this twice. Not because it was obstruse but cause it has a deeper meaning that probably i can't derive being i don't know you (save virtually)...there is however so soo much to be admired in this:

"I once Clawed the hand that fed me
I once adorned a memory that
Departed with no dignity or charm
That would not stay
Within albums or warming palms"

This was absolutely mind-blowing! You know that type of feeling you get when you remember a word/thing you'd been thinking about all day...then the moment it clicks...the elation. Yes that was the feeling i got from this stanza...i seared through me and i enjoy a piece that can have that effect on me.

The diction was clean as a whistle and the flow was untouchable. You are undoubtedly one of my favorite poets on this site...and thank you for reminding me why :D

Great stuff!
~M.Babu~

[Libby McKeown]

The word play is interesting. . .but the structure completely detracts from your work. It's almost like the structure is making up for something the poem lacks? It needs simplicity. Just my humble opinion. Thanks for sharing!