Comments: 48
queenofrelax [2010-03-26 20:06:46 +0000 UTC]
I thought of Emilie Autumn's song "4 o'Clock" when I first read the intro, and after reading your comments it made so much sense xD
I adore EA, and I adore this poem.
Together we are
(halfhalf) and
- O -
everyone knows that
these two halves make
a hole.
Brilliant. ♥
The only thing I would have to pick at is how you put "ribcage" in brackets, for I happen to find that trite. Regardless, an amazing poem.
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queenofrelax In reply to angel-in-pieces [2010-03-27 17:43:00 +0000 UTC]
Exactly! Haha and thank you very much ^.^
Oh I definitely will, I bet it's worth more the fifty dollars xD
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medreaming [2010-03-02 21:47:25 +0000 UTC]
I love how this is written. This is great.
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DailyLitDeviations [2010-03-02 21:05:22 +0000 UTC]
Your wonderful literary work has been chosen to be featured by DLD (Daily Literature Deviations) and has been selected as our Pick of the Day. It is featured in a news article here: [link] and on our main page.
Keep writing and keep creating.
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Elmara [2010-02-26 12:26:42 +0000 UTC]
let me just say at the outset that this was a lovely poem with a lot of haunting imagery that left me utterly spellbound. you score a home run with this little gem in my book
Curtains draw: it's 4 o' clock and
the stage echoes with the sound of hearts beating
in tandem.
Listen –
Great intro; pretty much flawless.
Your
whispers fill the night with alkaline
'Alkaline' left me a little confused. Alkaline what? I wanted to play with the word and turn into Alka-lime (drunken amnesiac bar nights) but I think in this case just adding a single word to clarify the imagery would suffice.
Your words weigh me,
and crack my sulphur lips
like kisses.
Again, great imagery but 'like' seems tacked on there.
lodged somewhere inside
( ( your ribcage ) ), feeding me
on blood and bones,
acidic sticks and stones,
My fav lines
flighting heartwards.
But now it's 4 o'clock and
your electric eyes cry moonshine, and
my heart beeps noisy beats
in tandem
with your own.
Right, so this is the part that your poem really sank it's teeth into my neck. Excellent stuff. Do. Not. Change.
The stage opens up, and there is
a fleeting possibility of awake
before the day breaks.
Do you mean 'awakening'? Or '...possibility I'll awake'?
We step into the spotlight and
our fingers lock together.
We are the key.
It fits!
I don't think this stanza works very well for the poem specially since the next stanza say the same thing but much more effectively.
Together we are
(halfhalf) and
- O -
everyone knows that
these two halves make
a hole.
Excellent ending; a resolution found in a lack of a resolution.
Overall, great work, mate
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Elizelda [2010-02-18 05:05:07 +0000 UTC]
I like it. Though I don't pretend to understand all of it, or even most of it (in fact, when it comes to poetry, I tend to take everything straight at face value) your writing has a wonderful music and vivid imagery that evokes a sense of wonder and bright possibility in the reader, no matter what they think it's about.
It feels just right, just perfect.
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Elizelda In reply to angel-in-pieces [2010-02-19 05:14:28 +0000 UTC]
You're welcome ... it really does sound beautiful
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gelae [2010-02-17 12:27:17 +0000 UTC]
.... I... um... wow. Just... wow. One of The Best Poems I Have Ever Read.
I can't put into words why/how much I love this. I just do.
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angel-in-pieces In reply to gelae [2010-02-17 16:27:56 +0000 UTC]
Thank you so, so much! I'm really glad you enjoyed it~ ♥
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smicket In reply to angel-in-pieces [2010-02-20 20:06:06 +0000 UTC]
Argh yh, just tell me at school, you know it lives in my DEARBAG! haha!
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