Limits
29 January, 2009 | 2 comments | Category: for.the.love.of.words!, madness!, poetry, thinking...
Boundaries of pickets around her percolating mind
Thorns of fragrant rose-plants framing her soft almond eyes
Fixes; colorful neon stapling her plump lips together
such beautiful, dazzling bounds
frames of gorgeous, deep ebony
intricate patterns of wood layer a protective shield
around her
stunning humanity
she is deemed untouchable
encased in a cocoon
define d confine d
into vertigo
into rakishness
as the wooden case fractures
thorns scatter and ugly reality stings her vision
as an elastic band is strained
stretching-expanding-extending__________
a choice crystallizes from fragments…
…From the fixated: fear emanates
…From the vulnerable: corrupt brokenness flows
to fear or to risk to break?
the thin line
SNAPS
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2 comments to “Limits”
anonx, March 1st, 2009 at 10:27 pm:
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You write poetically, I am a fan
tpeace, March 5th, 2009 at 6:33 pm:
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thanx anonx it’s nice to see u here once again…feel free to comment more – it’s precious to hear others’ thoughts on what they read.