Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Burning Desire


Our flame did excite my sinew
Once wet with desire
Now apathy extinguishes me
He doesn't know:
Neglect
Absence
Oblivion  
Is constant
So I burn
Out

4 comments:

  1. I love the picture. The poem is okay, but think about playing with the word placement a bit more. I really like the idea of using blank space as part of your poem. Okay, so I'm spewing advise here. Blah! I think that I just got turned off because the word sinew reminded me of swine & I thought of that pig. Eww! Let me read it again...
    I get it. I can feel the shortness in the feelings at the end, kind of a staccato.

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  2. Bahahaha! Ewwww now I can't stop thinking of the pig! Ha

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  3. Sorry about the pig. You see what I mean. Its a good poem but I read it after the pig comment & its stuck. By the way, I'm sure that you have noticed that most of my poetry is dark & brooding, much like this... actually I have written many just like this one. & 'he' sucks!

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  4. I like this one and agree with Melanie Ann. The picture makes a thousand words run through my head. :)

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