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[aid] => mick
[title] => Savior Crave
[time] => 2019-05-22 11:12:47
[hometext] => If I have a marked grave, it will say POET.
[bodytext] => We are what we/'/re made to crave.
We/'/re robotic flickers...shiny slaves.
Tick-Tock grew sick so we grew brave
We painted ocean. We sculpted wave.
We taste. We feel. We damn it all.
We learn to rise. We earn the fall.
We live. We kill. We cannot lie.
We hate the truth. We hate the lie.
We march in single-file rows,
then claim the path is the one we chose.
We fret. We fume over simple things...
the slamming doors...the broken wings.
We fall into Love, then burn it away
As ashes to ashes turns everything gray.
Our tomb/'/s stone reads-
Here lies some bones that scattered teeth
like skipping stones.
In those teeth was a wicked grin that hoped and prayed
to bleed again.
In that bleeding, delusion stayed,
making sunshine/'/s past into tomorrow/'/s shade.
In that shade, a silk-lined grave...
the velvet cure for the curse we crave.
Joshua Howell
5-10-19
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Savior Crave
Contributed by
Jigget
on
Wednesday, 22nd May 2019 @ 11:12:47 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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We are what we/'/re made to crave.
We/'/re robotic flickers...shiny slaves.
Tick-Tock grew sick so we grew brave
We painted ocean. We sculpted wave.
We taste. We feel. We damn it all.
We learn to rise. We earn the fall.
We live. We kill. We cannot lie.
We hate the truth. We hate the lie.
We march in single-file rows,
then claim the path is the one we chose.
We fret. We fume over simple things...
the slamming doors...the broken wings.
We fall into Love, then burn it away
As ashes to ashes turns everything gray.
Our tomb/'/s stone reads-
Here lies some bones that scattered teeth
like skipping stones.
In those teeth was a wicked grin that hoped and prayed
to bleed again.
In that bleeding, delusion stayed,
making sunshine/'/s past into tomorrow/'/s shade.
In that shade, a silk-lined grave...
the velvet cure for the curse we crave.
Joshua Howell
5-10-19
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Jigget
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2019-05-22 11:12:47] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Savior Crave
(User Rating: 1 ) by JamesStockdale on
Wednesday, 22nd May 2019 @ 04:13:48 PM AEST (User
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Love the tug and pull and word choices here.
The flow is glorious too. You can rap it right along easily. Awesome poem. |
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Re: Savior Crave
(User Rating: 1 ) by softerware on
Wednesday, 22nd May 2019 @ 05:08:38 PM AEST (User
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This rhythm reads like a rocking chair. It/'/s musical rap style draws us along into the tale. Story poems are challenging to construct, for which you have a gift.
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Re: Savior Crave
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jecks on
Friday, 24th May 2019 @ 12:30:59 PM AEST (User
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Very powerful piece. Not that I share your opinion, but I do respect it and enjoyed the delivery. |
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Re: Savior Crave
(User Rating: 1 ) by hauntedscorp on
Sunday, 30th June 2019 @ 09:41:32 PM AEST (User
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Oh this is fun! Beautifully dark and brooding and flows effortlessly. I will be sure to revisit this beaute. The title you gave it is perhaps a little lacklustre, but the content delivers the goods.
Just “poet” eh? Hmm. That’s no fun.
A few years back I decided I’d like my headstone to read “Howling at the moon”.
Time will tell if it sticks ;)
~Scorp |
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