moving forward
see this:
ink-stained paper
littering miles,
love devoted, and time,
for no closure.
pus lanced from a blister,
leaving only
the lotus.
ink-stained paper
littering miles,
love devoted, and time,
for no closure.
pus lanced from a blister,
leaving only
the lotus.
Delicate, grotesque and alluring in one wonderful poem.
Thank you! Just what I was going for.
Lanced a lot of pus. Alas, no lotus.
Go, lotus!
Enjoyed the shock. Strong end. Last three lines could be whole poem.
Good writing here - Such a fierce, yet delicate piece. Great closing.
thought it was great.
Thank you all very much for the kind comments! And yes, Bill, if I continue working on this poem (probably will) I'll be doing what I can to get it down to just those three lines or maybe of fourth without losing context. A worthy challenge~
It seems quite personal.