| 2 years ago :: Jul 09, 2011 - 11:37PM #1 | |
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Born of the spirit dance between flame and steel
this heartbeat hammered into being against my will Embryonic flesh twisted and folded, time and again; my soul slammed on an anvil, pounded, tonged and filed 'til my smooth skin gleamed in a fierce, sharp manner. Crafted to butcher and murder; assassinate kings; and usher in new worlds-I bring justice and misery in equal, merciless measure Baptised in blood, I am forever cursed with a wanton, vile thrist I cannot slake, no matter how many lives I take I am the sword, manmade, therefore, humans are both my gods and prey... ~Anirbas |
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| 2 years ago :: Jul 10, 2011 - 12:18PM #2 | |
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oooooo, I like it!!!!! |
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| 2 years ago :: Jul 10, 2011 - 12:23PM #3 | |
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WOW |
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| 2 years ago :: Jul 12, 2011 - 12:43AM #4 | |
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very intense sabrina- cuts like a knife !~ how did you come up with the idea? i'm curious ! babs
"It took me a long time not to judge myself
through someone else's eyes" ~Sally Field |
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| 2 years ago :: Jul 17, 2011 - 8:38AM #5 | |
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Awesome, Sabrina. Justice and misery in equal measure. Now, I think I could ponder on that all day. You seem to be wielding your sword just fiine. RR |
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| 2 years ago :: Jul 18, 2011 - 11:49PM #6 | |
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@ all of you: thank you for your reads of comments!
@ Babs: how did I come up with the idea? well, now, I tell you, if I tell you, I will have to kill you...lol...NOT...jk
sometimes, when I write, I like to write "outside of myself", so to speak. to do this, I will pick an object, or at times, an historical figure. i use it as poetical exercise and to get me going when I've been in a creative slump. some might call this channeling. I call it, role playing...lol...anyway, the other night, I was watching a documentary on the art and craft of sword making. fascinating! while I am watching a swordsmith create a sword, I start wondering, if the sword he is making, had a voice, what would it say? (not, what would I say, if I were a sword...but, if the sword had a voice, what would it say? big difference) grabbed a pen and paper and started "listening" for the sword's voice...I know... sounds kind of creepy, but, you asked...ggglgggl...of course, I actually played with this piece a couple of days before I posted it. sometimes, when doing this, it's like taking notes at a lecture and later working them into a cohesive poem...others, the poem just writes itself, immediately...it's kind of like taking dictation...lol...i dunno... try it. it's fun. it's freeing. and you can use anything as your subject matter...no limits... no inhibitions...in your head, ask the object/person what it would like to say and then "listen" and write what you hear in your head and just let it flow...
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