Said

Words amassed in cold stagnation

Pour them out as my libation

Blameless, rancid reparation

Soul in silence rest

Silhouetted shaking splendour

Still my heart will not surrender

Stammered means and ends to render;

Taken, broken, blessed 

Reviews

[SkinlessFrank]

Exactly. You've captured it.

[Ghostshell]

Wonderful. Really wonderful. Such a pleasure to read over and over.

[asdarkeyesclose]

'Silhouetted shaking splendour
Still my heart will not surrender'

i like how this suggests all those words we bottle up and then pour out because there is just no way to stop them. i also liked the connotation of line 6 - that sense of not giving in. Great poem :)

[Kim's Poems]

This is amazing, i really enjoyed this

[Ed Hart]

it isn't so easy to find the 'blessed' in it

[_mal]

This is awesome, found myself reading it out loud. There aren't many that can make words fit so well