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Array ( [sid] => 181368 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Howling at the Moon [time] => 2015-06-29 16:43:05 [hometext] => [bodytext] => To pick apart the sturdy passions wracked
From dreamless pacing and unpacking,
Cracked upon the tile floor and
Stacked, upended inspirations,
Poor, unworthy conversations
Spoken through a pretty
Grin to mask the blinking fear.

To cut away the unkempt layers,
Tearing free the buried nature,
Kept forever locked up tight in
Crisp compartments,
Sealed with fire,
Shut inside an ivory spire,
Clawing at the iron gates of
Contemplation's mire.

To wrest the noble mocking treasure
Sown in rows of simple silver pleasures,
Melted, bent in twisted shapes of
Crashing conscience, sieved between the
Clutching fingers, balled in
Sick, defiant fists
And striking at the air.

To lull the tides of endless lapping,
Soothing listless ocean happenings,
Grasping wisps and saccharine bits of
Mirrored moments slowly plastered,
Milky whites and alabasters
Clasped to motions ever-fractured,
Loosed upon the whirling black
And howling at the Moon.

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Howling at the Moon

Contributed by Wordsmith123 on Monday, 29th June 2015 @ 04:43:05 PM in AEST
Topic: abstract

To pick apart the sturdy passions wracked
From dreamless pacing and unpacking,
Cracked upon the tile floor and
Stacked, upended inspirations,
Poor, unworthy conversations
Spoken through a pretty
Grin to mask the blinking fear.

To cut away the unkempt layers,
Tearing free the buried nature,
Kept forever locked up tight in
Crisp compartments,
Sealed with fire,
Shut inside an ivory spire,
Clawing at the iron gates of
Contemplation's mire.

To wrest the noble mocking treasure
Sown in rows of simple silver pleasures,
Melted, bent in twisted shapes of
Crashing conscience, sieved between the
Clutching fingers, balled in
Sick, defiant fists
And striking at the air.

To lull the tides of endless lapping,
Soothing listless ocean happenings,
Grasping wisps and saccharine bits of
Mirrored moments slowly plastered,
Milky whites and alabasters
Clasped to motions ever-fractured,
Loosed upon the whirling black
And howling at the Moon.

Copyright © Wordsmith123 ... [ 2015-06-29 16:43:05]
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Re: Howling at the Moon (User Rating: 1 )
by irisblue on Tuesday, 30th June 2015 @ 06:12:24 AM AEST
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very deep. a masterpiece!

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