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Post by Reilley on Aug 18, 2011 10:14:43 GMT -6
I am sorry for the lessons in psycho-social hysteria.
I never learn.
To my eyes you are as dark as Vienna chocolate.
I never win.
Against the monsters in the dark I hang curtains of bladed silver.
I never fear.
But for the grace of mistakes I would roar as a ghost-lion.
I am never quiet.
My fists are forever balled for a fight, my teeth sharpened by debate.
I never quit.
Wanting to explain the moon means I will never swim the seas.
It never ends.
Every hand has been mis-dealt, cheating by playing with myself.
I am never wrong.
And my words, though clouded to you reveal everything that I am.
I never learn.
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Post by Fire Monkey on Aug 18, 2011 22:36:27 GMT -6
I like the progression and the general format of a couplet followed by a statement.
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Post by swelvis30 on Aug 20, 2011 13:26:48 GMT -6
I like the steady, progressive and descriptive beat from beginning to end!
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Post by Brigid Briton on Mar 6, 2014 19:02:59 GMT -6
Hi Reilley, How did I miss this the first time around. I like it a lot. Great images. I thought it especially apropos to revive this in light of your recently updated avatar picture. (Ghost-lion). Good job on this.
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