To Possibility

by Melissa   Aug 16, 2011


You're impossible to love,
with your red tape and blue ink
that pares the flesh from metaphors;
they're thrilling,
like a prick to my heart

You bury barbed wire at your feet
and disguise words as rosebuds in potpourri,
the air reeks of rust and stale imagery

Your love is something I possibly shouldn't do,
but damn if I don't

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  • 13 years ago

    by Sunshine

    When reading your work I learned to hurry up just to reach your closing lines, cause thats where I enjoy the poem the most!

    Not that I do not like the rest of the verse but you nail it at the end and I always have a new expression on my face when reaching that level!

    You're impossible to love;
    with your red tape and blue ink
    that pares the flesh from metaphors,
    they're thrilling,
    like a prick to my heart

    ^ well the semicolon made me pause in a way that I needed not there, really :) the comma after metaphor is supposed to be a semicolon actually as you referred to pares and flesh after it by an adjective [or verb, but the sense i mean need a semicolon before it]

    however, man, you have a very stylish way of referring to things and I enjoy solving the puzzles or the signs behind the words you choose, very unique, very very..

    You bury barbed wire at your feet
    and disguise words as rosebuds in potpourri,
    the air reeks of rust and stale imagery
    ^
    Amazing, the air right now is stunned by the subtle yet wild imagination over here..
    well done-amazing! loved the lines ...

    and this is the ending which gave me this time one of the weirdest expressions ever on my face, I so felt inspired and got an idea for a poem that i am too lazy to write :

    Your love is something I possibly shouldn't do,
    but damn if I don't

    ^ but damn if I dont...waw! simple but just your way! of writing down your thoughts, a very passionate and talented person.
    Thank you for writing !

    5/5