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Array ( [sid] => 137885 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Unapproachable Grace [time] => 2007-10-17 13:51:42 [hometext] => This is a more fleshed out version of 'Unapproachable Grace' as I've had much more time to work on it. Again, all comments and feedback are welcome and appreciated, grammar especially. I'm new to this... [bodytext] => Unapproachable Grace


She slips with unapproachable grace into the opaque midnight sea.
With her spear in hand she swims blindly.
Gliding confidently through the seaweed netted water,
She goes on a vicious date – one without quarter.

Carefully she chooses her location;
At the place where she knows that it will come.
With unthinking indifference she sets the trap.
The deed… It will soon be done.

In the dark her prey knows only instincts.
It is unsuspecting but feels that something is wrong.
The water has altered from what it used to be;
It’s not as caressing… not nearly as warm.
Ignoring the signs it swims on nonetheless –
it knows her tactics, but its defenses are worthless.

With inconsiderate silence, her point penetrates its chest;
She hews completely, bone and muscle through.
The confused angelfish, leisurely, is carved into two.
One side stares blankly back at the world it pursued,
the other became hidden from sight… unglued.

The trusting angelfish… It slowly becomes no more.
It too now glides with unapproachable grace...
diminishing toward the littered ocean floor.
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Unapproachable Grace

Contributed by Fragmented on Wednesday, 17th October 2007 @ 01:51:42 PM in AEST
Topic: anguished



Unapproachable Grace


She slips with unapproachable grace into the opaque midnight sea.
With her spear in hand she swims blindly.
Gliding confidently through the seaweed netted water,
She goes on a vicious date – one without quarter.

Carefully she chooses her location;
At the place where she knows that it will come.
With unthinking indifference she sets the trap.
The deed… It will soon be done.

In the dark her prey knows only instincts.
It is unsuspecting but feels that something is wrong.
The water has altered from what it used to be;
It’s not as caressing… not nearly as warm.
Ignoring the signs it swims on nonetheless –
it knows her tactics, but its defenses are worthless.

With inconsiderate silence, her point penetrates its chest;
She hews completely, bone and muscle through.
The confused angelfish, leisurely, is carved into two.
One side stares blankly back at the world it pursued,
the other became hidden from sight… unglued.

The trusting angelfish… It slowly becomes no more.
It too now glides with unapproachable grace...
diminishing toward the littered ocean floor.




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Re: Unapproachable Grace (User Rating: 1 )
by Ruby2sdy on Wednesday, 17th October 2007 @ 04:24:10 PM AEST
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OH, this is lovely! Such beautiful, bittersweet imagery; thanks, 2sdyx


Re: Unapproachable Grace (User Rating: 1 )
by Anesthetic on Tuesday, 23rd October 2007 @ 09:35:43 AM AEST
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Nice write you did a splended job of painting the picture with words, Keep it up.
~Charli~


Re: Unapproachable Grace (User Rating: 1 )
by Imdreamn07 on Wednesday, 16th March 2011 @ 05:51:26 AM AEST
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Great insight- very descriptive.




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