I Grasp the Smoke of a Decaying Past

March 30, 2012
By WhereAmIWithinMyself BRONZE, Reading, Pennsylvania
WhereAmIWithinMyself BRONZE, Reading, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
"I know myself... but that is all!" -F. Scott Fitzgerald in "This Side of Paradise"
"A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman." -Wallace Stevens

I grasp the smoke of a decaying past,
And blacken my hands with the soot
Of a decaying present.

I punch the walls of tradition,
And bloody my hands with the sanguine
Of a crumbling future.

I bang my head on the tables of virtue,
And lighten my head with the hysteria
Of unanswerable questions.

I stroke the soft fur of beauty,
And prick my hand on the spiky coat
Of a petrifying splendor.

I touch the glow of a wish,
And burn my hands on the white-hot light bulb
Of past disappointments.

I open a scripture of augurs,
And leaf through the dusty pages
Of inane follies.

I touch the works of man,
And lament the miserable state
Of an irreversible condition.

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on Apr. 19 2012 at 9:52 pm
RandomInspiration GOLD, Schulenburg, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
Laugh as much as you breathe, and love as long as you live <3

All of your poems have several amazing lines, but just don't flow together completely...try reading them and really feeling for the flow and making sure that all the lines fit together.  Very intensely deep though, the thoughts and meanings are really intriguing. Keep writing please! :)


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