ANASTOMOSIS

Battling disease of body is far easier than battling disease plaguing our thoughts

Paranoid world

Trammelled thoughts

Ischemic brain

 

Desperate search

To shovel scum

To rasp proximity

 

Of everlasting gloom

Dark spells cast

By Devil’s nostrum

 

Light’s nostalgia

Love mystic

Hate’s myopia

 

Recurring pain

Rage’s mistletoe

Lust being jade

 

Truth’s ventriloquial

Thurst for blood

War’s tenet!

 

 

On the verge of doom

In the clasp of blasphemy

Chained by bull frogs

 

Flung into hell

Mind’s cadaver

Social discountenance

 

Angel of faith

Replenished enervation

Engraved love

 

Hope’s an elixir

Cured pessimistic malady

Maggot’s of wrath

 

Burned down to ashes

Rose with the Phoenix

Thoughts sacred

 

Prayers muzzled

Venomous paroxysm

Melody blossomed

 

Divine lightening

Shattered phlegm

Shunned soul’s pillage

 

Angiogenesis of Poetic Arteries

Oxygenated poignant elegy

Synergistic ball of serotonin

 

Eclipsed plushy plutocracy

Of rogue thinktank

Progenitors thwarted queerness

 

Ischemia overpowered

By anastomosing vasculature

Freedom salvaged

Mind now sanitarium.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

diseases of body can still maybe cured but disease of mind drains all energy before being overpoweered

Reviews

[Priscilla Sayers]

A powerful write of a disabling disease, a stroke, a blood clot, the issue of repairing, yet still the mind struggles to work on a normal level but slow is the process. Very well depicted, the struggle, the feeling of being robbed of the freedom the mind once held.
Powerful write indeed!

[Kim's Poems]

strong vocab here, enjoyed.

[J.J. NIGHTINGALE]

I see a lot of medical terms that I am familiar with .. But sorry can't really see a subject in all this ...

Jasmine ..

[daydreamer]

lol... thanks for the review. Here the idea was not to show case vocabulary Chris. I completely agree with you blue eyes. I like experimenting. This poem was one of them. I beg to differ little bit. These high class words have become so because we chose to keep them aloof. when I scan dictionary they appear like small kids crying for attention. So I thought to give a little space to them and familiarize with them. High class or simpler diction is what we make them, my personal opinion:)

[BlueEyes]

Oh wow! If only our daily vocabulary was that large! I am ashamed to say that I didn't get all of that (must located dictionary!)....and I'm afraid that robbed me of truly appreciating the entire poem. Using a bunch of high class words (that's what I like calling them) in a poem can be great. They're pretty to read and can elevate your poem to a higher standard than other poems that use a simpler diction. However, simple can be better. If you use too many of these words, you can get lost from the meaning of the poem....I think you have a great start here, but maybe cut back on some of the high class diction...

[EMF]

Ye God's. I've been mugged by a dictionary... and Loved it. My mind is still spinning, and it's terrific. I will have to return to this.