under the breath

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by ACRon, Jan 8, 2009.

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  1. ACRon

    ACRon Well-Known Member

    Was calm, perfect, quiet.
    Extended finger,
    immaculate nails,
    painted, intricate colour.

    I pick my teeth,
    I think, no more.
    Almonds, dried fruit.
    Powdered sugar.

    A veil of this.
    The widower, the bitch.
    A jerk, a class apart,
    so private, such a risk.

    Take a picture,
    keep it to yourself.
    I don't want to know.
    Not again, not again.


    a collection of thoughts i had throughout the day, mixed with some characterisation and an act of rejection
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  2. the fleet asleep

    the fleet asleep Well-Known Member

    ive always had a certain fondness for this kind of poetry. its simple, and doesnt overcomplicate itself for the sake of being more overtly flashy.

    i liked it.
  3. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Member Safety & Support SF Supporter

    beautiful poem!
  4. aki

    aki Well-Known Member

    I really like it too....I kind of write similarly, like those random images and things. well done, great poem. :)
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