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Scratches

Contributed by Wolfareen on Tuesday, 6th April 2004 @ 10:06:44 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



I can't write...
Can I?
I grip my pen, deep furrowed ridges etching my palm,
And suddenly my paper is screaming.
The world outside me dims, flows away,
My page is red blood glowing,
The words,
Like angry little men,
Stab out of the surface I stabbed them into.
Left hook, right hook,
My pen doesn't pull punches, it STABS forward, point quivering.
The words jostle for attention,
So many new friends.
I hunch closer,
Pen fisted hand at the ready,
Up and down and loop the loop.
I urge the pen on,
And fragile paper gives in.
The letter quivers, remaining firmly scratched on the wood beneath.
Better the table than sliced into my skin.




Copyright © Wolfareen ... [ 2004-04-06 10:06:44]
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Re: Scratches (User Rating: 1 )
by Necromant on Tuesday, 6th April 2004 @ 10:16:16 AM AEST
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Oh yes it's a dark poem, I agree. I really liked it! The last verse made me laugh though In a good sense! Tehehe Great write!!
Anne :D


Re: Scratches (User Rating: 1 )
by valek on Tuesday, 6th April 2004 @ 11:02:42 AM AEST
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your right.. it was pretty freakin dark... with a little bit of anger thrown in. we nice word usage. i liked it a lot.


Re: Scratches (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 6th April 2004 @ 12:53:56 PM AEST
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Looooooove the imagery here. So dark and painstaking! Write on..... with the pen that is!!! :-)
Angel always...godspeed... joni


Re: Scratches (User Rating: 1 )
by afraid_of_fear on Tuesday, 6th April 2004 @ 03:51:37 PM AEST
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very deep.. i love the imagery in this, very emotional..
charlotte x_x_x




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