Succulent

sorenbarrett

The cactus protects its treasure with spikes
Its heart guarded with thorns
Lacking trust it extends threatening pikes
Yet with alluring blossoms its body adorns 

A naked siren, illusion accursed
Where succulent scars mark desires, that do remain
One that tastes its flesh briefly quench their thirst
But its meat will not sustain

Those drawn to its beauty taste its pain
A fleeting bloom drops denuded prickles on bloodied ground 
Each dark stain washed away in sin's rain
Roots drink lover's crimson passion drown

Succubus draw my blood, leaving me with memory's tattoos
Fondling your flower, you touch sharp needle's of taboos 

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  • Demar Desu

    Metaphor for the ladies I’m assuming… great write SB

    • sorenbarrett

      Thank you Desu for your read and words of interpretation. It might be taken as all ladies or just a particular type of lady.. Never the less you have understood the intent and that is most appreciated

    • David Wakeling

      This is quite clever and thoughtful. Succulent cactus for me is a metaphor for Life itself.In particular it seems to be a descritption of a human relationships. A well crafted poem

      • sorenbarrett

        Thank you very much David for your read and understanding interpretation. Nature has so many metaphors. I appreciate your words of encouragement.

      • Poetic Licence

        Possibly dealing with a devil woman, a seductress who draws you in, sucks you dry then spits you out, nicely crafted write

        • sorenbarrett

          Thank you Tobani indeed this is certainly one way to look at it. We all have our views and biases I will have to write one from the perspective of the cactus

          • Poetic Licence

            You are very welcome

          • Friendship

            Well written,Soren. Succulent revolves around the transformative power of beauty and pain, particularly in the context of desire and attraction. The cactus serves as a metaphor for love or desire, showcasing how something that appears alluring and beautiful can also be a catalyst for growth and self-discovery. The subject matter touches on themes of temptation, the liberating consequences of desire, and the wisdom gained from past experiences, suggesting that while beauty can be enticing, it often comes with hidden opportunities for empowerment.

            • sorenbarrett

              Thank you Friendship for your read and interpretation of this poem. Your understanding is appreciated and valued

            • Soman Ragavan

              We will notice that the cactus is surrounded by spikes and thorns; these guard against some predators. Yet, the flowers are still useful and within reach of creatures like bees and butterflies. Thus, the working of nature ensures that some creatures do get to the flowers.
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              • sorenbarrett

                Thank you Soman it is true indeed that some get through and as you noted predators do not. Nature's protection

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                • orchidee

                  Good write SB. Ohh, I need no succubus while I have KP! lol.

                  • sorenbarrett

                    Shucks, I put that in just for you Orchi. Thanks for the read and comment.

                    • orchidee

                      Thanks SB. lol.

                    • hzugman

                      Good write sorenbarrett.

                      • sorenbarrett

                        Thanks so much for the read and comment it is appreciated

                      • Damaso

                        Wow, my friend, I can feel so vividly in many of the lines in this text. The place where the line between pain and pleasure can blur. Excellent and very captivating. Thanks for sharing. Best regards.

                        • sorenbarrett

                          Thank you so much Damaso for the review and kind comment and support it is appreciated.

                        • Goldfinch60

                          Wonderful words soren, those spikes defend the beauty within all.

                          Andy

                          • sorenbarrett

                            Thank you Andy for the review. Your words are always most uplifting



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