Weathered Plights

All Words By : Stewart Alexander
ò Copyrighted 2014

 

 

Let me have smell taste lust

Dignity wipes the smile of my face

For I'm naked in the sky

As an obvious member of the human race 

The mirror teases me

As I try to break down with a word

It sees my past the now the next

In my last songs lost in the herd

 

I think of all the good things I never did

For my saddened mind redeems

Lost power flows throughout my hours

That makes me cry in dreams

               Where natural-highs elope

With my plighted empty ground

Ghosts float across the evening streets

Looking for places to rest their sound

 

Soaked in walls within slight light

Swollen shivers play notes whales think of as dead

We see coffins alive in the corner

Of black night towers safe in bed

 

Weathered plights keep them safe

The night mosquito she smiles

At least my blood enriches life

The walls mould faces that stretch for miles

 

The sand turns to glass below my feet

On paralysed mornings I see her there

Blurry eyes to confront what will defecate

The mud my skin the blood the air

 

 

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I really enjoyed reading the titles section within this poem Stewart.
 

Weathered plights keep them safe
The night mosquito she smiles
At least my blood enriches life
The walls mould faces that stretch for miles[/quote]The whole piece flows with creativity and vision, which makes it enjoyable to read. Thanks for taking the time to share your poem and for commenting to others bud. Keep \'em coming! 

Nice poem.. Its an imaginative poem and flows well.

Some really great/strong imagery here!I love this line the most \"The sand turns to glass below my feet\" --  not sure why I like it so much, but I do!I also really liked this line \"At least my blood enriches life\" -- I think it can be read more than one way. The blood can be food for the mosquitos and thus helps keep \'em alive, but I also see it as something that keeps you alive and enriches the lives of those glad to have you around. Sometimes when we feel like we have nothing left, we have to take a step back and at least be grateful for the fact that we are alive   

thanks Joey.. really appreciate the words   

[quote author=cheeky~k8\" data-ipsquote-contenttype=\"forums\" data-ipsquote-contentclass=\"forums_Topic\" data-ipsquote-contentid=\"79\" data-ipsquote-contentcommentid=\"477\">Nice poem.. Its an imaginative poem and flows well.[/quote]cheers cheeky /emoticons/smile.png\" alt=\":)\" title=\":) date=1443174560]

hey frosty...   most of my poems are subjective.. glad you see that certain lines canbe seen in different ways..  it\'s nice to see that you picked up on that  you\'ll see that a lot in my work...   thanks again lovely..   appreciated as ever!

Hi StewartYour words are visually stunning and dramatic!...and they give us food for thought! I look forward to reading more!...regards Mike

thanks Mike!!!