darkly filled
abrasive edge
cloaked in shadow
a lacy web
spidery fingers
cold of touch
holding tight
needy
for love
craving
yet raising
and waving a shield
deflecting
denying
all who would kneel
for history's fist
retains its grip
and a heart
once broken
becomes
such as this
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awesome
that is all i have to say Al
wonderful imagery, great rhythm.... one of my favourites of yours i think
love judy
xxx
ummm....thank you
ummm....thank you
(now I have to shoot for awesomest?)
Great poem,
Great poem, especially the last six lines. They are beautiful when read aloud. Regards Roscoe...
thanks Roscoe
simplicity is the hallmark of beauty ...that's why it's so rare....complexity is an easy way to hide our inevitable flaws.
thanks for your remarks
regards,
Aching Stone
Loved this one!! The only line I didn't think fit very well was "lacy" web, this could be just me tho.......looking forward to reading more from you......
In my mind the "lacy web"
In my mind the "lacy web" line makes a kind of sense...albeit, a poetic sense...which sometimes does not mean a whole lot!
I will think on it a bit...but don't hold your breath....I'm an incorrigible slowpoke
thank you for your support
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