Manic

By Chelsea.Anne

Mon, 13 May 2013

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4 comments

Breath stolen breeds sharpness
Borne backward into infantile shrieks
The spinstress of sinew waits bated
For abhorrent heat
Of combustive, collapsive
Crossfire from echoing throat
Or burnt-bridge lungs
A visceral nymph thoughtlessly thieves
On Benedict tongue
Thrashing in maddened pace
Too shrill a manifesto
Skeletal soldiers charge
A red hill
Unsteady, uneven, not ready
Frenzy, not frolick
I am not a goddess
There is something to fear
I am something, I fear

Certificate PG

Poem

Drama

Comments

That's a great piece,

Permalink Submitted by The Walrus on Mon, 2013-05-13 22:01

That's a great piece, Chelsea.Anne, delicious language, raw and visceral and a delight to read.

I am so happy you say that

Permalink Submitted by Chelsea.Anne on Tue, 2013-05-14 00:52

I am so happy you say that and that you enjoyed it. Raw and visceral are literally the exact adjectives I hoped would be conveyed. Thank you! I really respect and enjoy your works, by the way.

Thanks, Chelsea.Anne. If you

Permalink Submitted by The Walrus on Tue, 2013-05-14 14:22

Thanks, Chelsea.Anne. If you comment when you read the work of others (just a simple 'I enjoyed that' is better than nothing) you'll attract comments on your own stuff - you deserve plenty of reads and comments to mull over.

I think you deserve a wider

Permalink Submitted by a102866 on Fri, 2013-05-17 01:02

I think you deserve a wider platform for your worthy poems. If the poets on here do not appreciate good poetry enough to comment on your well-sculpted verses, then you should display your talents elsewhere. You can try writers-network or poetry soup. Poetry Soup has all kinds of creative contests where you can display your talents.