JAGGED FLESH THAT CARRIES A RIVER

JAGGED FLESH THAT CARRIES A RIVER

A Poem by Joanna Maharis
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JAGGED FLESH THAT CARRIES A RIVER

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Jagged flesh that carries a river of sauntered

Melodies so rich with the strife of driven beings,

My song is your cavity,

And your dance is my rain that saturates my feverish

Palate with that salt from my burning tears.

Mystic flame that guides me on my quest for knowledge,

I thirst for my peaches that cling to your tree.

I want to dapple in the rhythms of thunder,

And push through the frozen fluff that serenades

Our troubled sky.

I wish to banter through steel doors

Of the phantom’s blind horizon,

So the trespassers shall weep when my blood is shed,

And washes clean the sins of the lavished and strewn.

I come to share with you the secrets of tomorrow

Where perils brew inside caustic minds

After the forgotten are withdrawn into themselves,

Trapped inside the prisons of their molten visions.

I shall be the remnants that provide a haven for lost souls

That have been shaken by the bulls whip.

For I shall crack the earth with my razor that has become

My voice during these seething hours.

I shall forage through the fire,

And breathe life into the masses that assemble themselves

Before God; therefore, their milky spirits shall converge

With the liquid gold that surrounds my emblazoned eyes.

© 2010 Joanna Maharis


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Joanna, this is exquisite; so very beautiful and moving. Divine!

Posted 13 Years Ago


I particularly like the "Where perils brew inside caustic minds". I believe the line "my song is your cavity" is also particularly powerful and sets the tone for the piece. It seems to direct this elemental emotion toward a single point, or perhaps even to a single person. Jilted lover perhaps? Either way, this flows like water and thickens like blood, well done.

Posted 13 Years Ago


your dance is my rain that saturates my feverish

Palate with that salt from my burning tears.

I think this is perhaps my favorite line in this piece. Beautifully written

Posted 13 Years Ago


Dang... that was brazen and raw... i love the force of your words... to me it feel like Mother Nature's wrath from the neglect we have shown her.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I enjoyed reading this...thanks

Peace
Robin

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Joanna Maharis
Joanna Maharis

Kalamazoo, MI



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Graduate of Western Michigan University with a BA degree in Writing, which has been my passion since the tender age of six. Grew up in Kalamazoo, Michigan where I currently reside. I love to read al.. more..

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