Meat Market

Meat Market

A Poem by Anastacia Therese

Raw meat bleeds
Stark against white sink
Drain sucks away traces.
Blood-tarnished mallet
Beats the meat
Salt on wounds.
Oven's fiery eye
Face-slapping heat
Sears bloody surfaces.
Ravaged souls
Await burnt offerings
Served on a silver platter.
 

© 2010 Anastacia Therese


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. sheer genius ... particularly the first two and the last two lines ... exquisite writing ...

Posted 14 Years Ago


The imagery and poetic technique is of a great effect. I am affected!!

Posted 14 Years Ago


I wonder if you are vegetarian yes? very dark way to look at preparing a pot roast..

Posted 14 Years Ago


Hello Again,

So many ways you could take this. Always the literal way and you are watching a butcher do his magic, or in my sick little mind...it's a man slicing into his fresh kill preparing himself a meal.

I wonder what sides he would choose?

Regards,

Matthew


Posted 14 Years Ago


You have a way with words, in that you can give only a few details and let the reader's mind wander a bit to fill in the rest. Well done.

Posted 14 Years Ago


lovely ......touched........keep going

Posted 14 Years Ago


I like your words usage. Each line with purpose. The description create a vision of blade, knifes and blood. Many thing will be served on a silver platter. Last lines were my favorite. A outstanding poem. Thank you.
Coyote

Posted 14 Years Ago



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