The Shadowlit Realms
| Labyrinth of the Mind |
The Death of ArtThe Death of Art
My fingers manage
to just graze the
broken glass
but this is not
another poem about bleeding;
let the shards speak
for themselves
for nor do I wish
to talk of reflections
and shattered reality,
leave behind
those painted words
that offer no sacrifice
but of the self,
for living in a stagnant pool.
Renouncing myself
to breath with greater ease
and I shall spin a tale
not of love and hate
but of a moment
a now
a realization that from here
there is no where else to go
it is all either death and life,
perceptions and misconceptions,
Nothing more is sacred,
it is all now been under the glass
and left scattered in figments
of our varied pigments
which tell the same old stories
mirrored in arachnid eyes.
10:24 AM - 7/28/2009 - post comment
|
 For though All are not able to write books, all conceive themselves able to judge them. ~The Monk
Home User Profile Archives Friends My Wall Recent Entries - Snake Oil of the Modern Age - Catfish - Momento Mori - 100 Greatest Books {Update} - Green Man Catagory - Articles - Books - Arcane - Movies-TV - Music - Philosophy - Poetry - Writing - Thoughts - Rants - The Silvernary - Word of the day - Quote of the Week - In Praise Of - Art - Garden and Animal Journal - Roots - Elements of Horror - Humur - Photography Poem Hunter Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster StopWhaling NRDC BioGems IFAW Social Values Marketplace Blogthings Shadow Poetry Seafood Choices Alliance Look At Me Stop The Seal Hunt My Deviant Art Bold, Beautiful, and Big Responsible Traveling Ethical Traveling Green Weddings Eco-Friendly Sking and Snowboarding Keep Winter Cool Green Resorts The Spiders Den The Literature Forum Good Reads The Mystics Dream Darwin Awards Friends - JournalHome.com - Martin Burch - DAWNIE - Kay - Heather - silver_melusine - Fightingfemale - Landsdown Lad - Dutchboy - lilee - Realove - The Hippie Queen - Silver Wynd - Lo - Inquisitor Tsynn - Yankee Innkeeper - Shokat - SWEETASH - ZBrobinite - thecolumn - The Quiet Riot - ^v^Elizebeth^v^ - The Journal Writer |
