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Decorative Destruction

Contributed by deadreckoning1983 on Monday, 13th September 2004 @ 10:44:58 PM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems



These hands of automoton
Work their way thru the dischord.
Happily plucking the sour notes of life.
Bows ignite in a roson induced flame,
And the trumpets scream for mercy.
The whispering of flutes
is the only peace amidst the ruptured orchestra.
hurriedly they exit,
As everything cresendos,
and collapses.
Brass devulges into bedlam,
And percussion turns to anarchy.
Auditory destruction,
Taken down only by the lights.
Softly the ink floats its way over,
And rests upon the hammer.
Tickling the ear into emotion,
Until the emotions are tangible and decadent.




Copyright © deadreckoning1983 ... [ 2004-09-13 22:44:58]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Decorative Destruction (User Rating: 1 )
by katyqueen35 on Tuesday, 14th September 2004 @ 01:00:38 AM AEST
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Hmmm
Dane i don't really get this poem .
Can you explain? please.
It sound good but i don't understand it.


Re: Decorative Destruction (User Rating: 1 )
by theMoth on Tuesday, 14th September 2004 @ 08:40:35 PM AEST
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If you have to ask...

I get your poetry, you just have to go with it.
You're very creative, and that's cool.
Groovy.
--Mothy


Re: Decorative Destruction (User Rating: 1 )
by Pyrofungus on Tuesday, 14th September 2004 @ 08:48:48 PM AEST
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This is great bro! Great!

please comment on my work too
summer


Re: Decorative Destruction (User Rating: 1 )
by faith_my_eyes on Thursday, 16th September 2004 @ 05:26:21 PM AEST
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interesting.... is it a commentary on how music is put together? It is very creative


Re: Decorative Destruction (User Rating: 1 )
by eyesxcriedxout1989 on Thursday, 23rd September 2004 @ 06:55:40 PM AEST
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Dane man this was really cool...It expanded my vocabulary, though I still don't know what bedlam is...Any way pretty awesome...Mason


Re: Decorative Destruction (User Rating: 1 )
by xafflictedx on Thursday, 23rd September 2004 @ 09:33:11 PM AEST
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I don't know where it came from either but it's great. I think the line about percussion turns to anarchy might hint towards your punk brother. Is this true??


Re: Decorative Destruction (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 19th October 2004 @ 06:11:09 PM AEST
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I don't see the point in analyzing poetry and trying to figure out
the hidden meanings behind the words. That's why I
always hated poetry in high school. Analyzing the crap out of it.
Dissecting it until it's reeks of something less than what it started
out being.
Dane, this poem should be read and taken for what it is.
Pure, unadulterated brilliance.
I like the way you think.

Peace!
~Breezy


Re: Decorative Destruction (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Friday, 21st November 2014 @ 01:14:53 PM AEST
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Nice job tapping into the ol' creative here. I like the metaphors. A symphony of discontent. Great finish!



~Scorp




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