Thursday, 11 October 2012

catharsis

lapsing water
late at dark 
from the fire
whispers hark

i crawl across
a shallow marsh
deep through wild
under an arch 

i bury clothes
i shed my skin
i lose myself
and then give in

2 comments:

Luce Lightning said...
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Luce Lightning said...

This really feels like some old folk song or something. It deeply reminds of Skyrim, if you've ever played it. The feeling of something old and ageless, but modern and contempory at the same time, something extremely lyrical, which I thouroughly enjoyed.

It's really something else, I've not seen a poem written in this style for a while and it feels like being slapped in the face by snow. Yes, that's a good thing. I thought it was better than the overused ' breath of fresh air', don't you?

Anyway, back to my point; I really like it, to the point of love. Maybe obsession... Well, not now. I have a feeling that it will creep up on me though.

EDIT: I wanted to see if my new icon had come up, since the one above was from Leavers Day... xD

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