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November left the world dead but the sky was clear
Haunted by a previos lively bliss
as the cold left the world to shiver
it lingered and whispered with a serpents hiss
Today is a perfect day for drowning......
the corners of my lips contorted to a smile
As I watched the man lurch forward on the ice
the serpent's loving aisle
A sewing needle in hand
And black ink at his feet
he removed all proof that it was November
handing to me a duster jacket
and it was a perfect day for drowning.....
I watched carefully already dressed for the occasion
A funeral in the making
Draped in mourning black
A crack
A slip
And his sincere smile
the water caressed his lungs into a panic
And soon enough he breathed in paradise.....
I turned to walk away
And would not think of him again
until April's bliss would come
And the papers would dedicate a space
for a man with nothing but a scorpion tatoo
little did the paper
It was a perfect day for drowning....... [comments] => 4 [counter] => 188 [topic] => 13 [informant] => ipanema_gal [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
Scorpion

Contributed by ipanema_gal on Saturday, 9th June 2007 @ 09:13:37 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



The weather that day was perfect for drowning......
November left the world dead but the sky was clear
Haunted by a previos lively bliss
as the cold left the world to shiver
it lingered and whispered with a serpents hiss
Today is a perfect day for drowning......
the corners of my lips contorted to a smile
As I watched the man lurch forward on the ice
the serpent's loving aisle
A sewing needle in hand
And black ink at his feet
he removed all proof that it was November
handing to me a duster jacket
and it was a perfect day for drowning.....
I watched carefully already dressed for the occasion
A funeral in the making
Draped in mourning black
A crack
A slip
And his sincere smile
the water caressed his lungs into a panic
And soon enough he breathed in paradise.....
I turned to walk away
And would not think of him again
until April's bliss would come
And the papers would dedicate a space
for a man with nothing but a scorpion tatoo
little did the paper
It was a perfect day for drowning.......




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Re: Scorpion (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 10th June 2007 @ 09:20:27 AM AEST
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this is amazing. i was in love from the first line -
"The weather that day was perfect for drowning......"
the imagery is great, and it's definitely dark - most of the best poetry is dark, in my opinion. Dark poetry is real...

love it..truly, i do.

-Bethani-


Re: Scorpion (User Rating: 1 )
by xXInkInMyVeinsXx on Sunday, 30th May 2010 @ 12:31:55 PM AEST
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I can't believe I found this in the least read poems section. You have some serious talent.


Re: Scorpion (User Rating: 1 )
by Smigit on Tuesday, 8th June 2010 @ 04:51:27 PM AEST
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Why not a song with the first line? Catchy.


Re: Scorpion (User Rating: 1 )
by JackDylan on Wednesday, 7th July 2010 @ 06:13:06 AM AEST
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This is fantastic :)




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