Song for a soul

By Parson Thru

Tue, 30 Dec 2014
  • 1225 reads
3 comments
 

More strange than any page of fiction
Deeper and more raw than all the words
of Sophocles, Shakespeare or Stoppard
More beautiful and out of reach than Saturn
More searing than a razor's cut through fingertips
Reaching through the flesh to touch upon my soul
it breaks my heart
Opens up my eyes and keens my nerves
It has no name, no face
It simply is

Blah, blah, blah, more bollocks.

Happy New Year!

Certificate PG
Poem
Mortality Games
Miscellaneous

Comments

Submitted by Geoff Smith on

Really nice, Parson (as always). I love the series of comparatives building the tension and energy of the piece.

Oh - two 'than's in line 2.

Thanks for reading. I am grateful for your time.

Submitted by Parson Thru on

;-) Thanks Jasper. What could be better than one "than" other than two "thans". More than enough. :-) Thanks for your support Jasper. Seriously very nice of you. Always amazed and grateful.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Parson Thru on

This is what happens when you hit the Save button twice in quick succession. Another chance to say thanks for reading.

Parson Thru