EXPOSED
Behind her weary blue-chilled eyes
Unfortified by principle
Her thoughts like peeling bark expose
Reflections of resemblance seen
Relieving inexpressibly
In self-consuming vanity
Her cold ascetic face.
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The short poem derived from yesterdays outtakes - hope you think the effort was worth it. Somewhat enigmatic and almost abstract .
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They are great words derived from your unused lines Michael.
Must admit I prefer words to story lines - thanks Andy.
A fine write and pic Michael. My singing's all vanity. Everyone runs away, and only I hear myself singing! heehee. Well, Miss Berles stays, but she wears ear plugs.
Perhaps she can't stand the Deci Berles
THANKS MICHAEL ~ For a neat SEXTET derived from your 25 Outakes (or variations thereof ~ now allowed since 911).
18 ~ 24 ~ 11 ~ 4 ~ 19 ~ 7
Rather like a "Poetry by Numbers"
or Computer Generated Poetry !
Here is my QUATRIAN ! 25~5~10~14
A Man denied of Books
In airless rooms with windows shut
But soon the calm must come
From the depths of discomposition !
Yours stimulated ~ BRIAN the BARD
Well composed sir - a work of worthy merit
So you'd met my mother in law?
You using your artistry of fine meaningful metaphor.
Not sure but I've few in my life - thankee dusk
Michael,
I like how you weaved your words to expose...
“Her cold ascetic face.”
A great write!
~Laura~
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