seraphim

seraphim

A Poem by jaye river

like a breath, like a wraith over water

in your hands, my bloody lamb’s slaughter

they lead me down the River Styx to take her to die

you will fall like a star and i will lay where you lie

tracing fingertips over open palm

gently brush against the surface of waters calm

you will live forever like the seraphim

not out of grace, but for when you tore into my limb

my body went cold, and her, i still mourn

you, my visitor, look at this tangle of thorns


© 2024 jaye river


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Raw words cutting through what is fine poetry but - harbouring dissent and more: near hatred. Written with a crimson pen, jaye river?

Posted 2 Months Ago


there is vengeance thought of here...living forever not out of grace--
I would not want to be the subject of this poem...

very powerful work here.
j.

Posted 4 Months Ago



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Added on July 11, 2024
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jaye river
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hello, i'm hoping to make friends and get feedback on my poetry. i'm 25 years old. feel free to say hi! i'm t.s. eliot's biggest fan more..

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