Lives of Light

July 18, 2011
Sunlight is the food of envy
Breeding characters from visions in the night
Lives that sketch the delicate balance
Of bone on bone
How far we will go to screw in bolts that allay our fright

Shadows call our skin away
Creating murals which swallow decaying flesh
Leaves us leaping to stamp fresh prints
And we lick the ink 'till it tints our breath

Lamplight drives the pen insane
Burying every word in the paper every voice that clouds the mind
My body swings to automatic
The pen guides me safely inside

Towards blazing chambers
Where I beg to live a part of my own mind
Envy characters born in sunlight
Ones who collapse bone if left behind

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Laura_Oliver said...
Jul. 18, 2011 at 8:03 pm

I like the mature writing style in this, but there doesn't seem to be much of a meaningful message, only a hint of a story. If you want to write a story of a poem you should have made your ideas a bit more clear to the average mind (namely mine). But nice poem anyway. 

Plus, check out my Free Verse poem, "True Colors", and leave some of your own feedback!

Laura_Oliver replied...
Jul. 18, 2011 at 8:05 pm
I'd also like to mention that some of the lines connect rather loosely in some areas but it flows great in others, so good job on that! And is this criticizing authors? Or what
ArtsDefinition said...
Jul. 18, 2011 at 7:05 pm
I love this. I completely get it. The only thing is if sunlight is the food of envy what would darkness be?
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