Ensnared Phoenix

by Poet on the Piano & Jenni   Sep 7, 2012


Whenever your arms embrace me
(only in public), you'd bask in my
juvenile enchantment, just like
reserving a sunlounger with a towel.
By the time we reach the doorsill
it usually shrinks to a washcloth.

Although on the onset to myself
I condemn me up to alienation
because I fear venerating you.

My fate has evolved into an
abridged canary you keep extorting-
must I live, small and ringed, around
your thumbs that crowd muliebrity?

Adorning yourself with beauty,
how you unequivocally own me...
But I must ascend toward those
phoenix beckonings,
for rebirth will christen when I
break habits to reinforce who the
original beauty veritably is.

During repression I search for
effigies, that reveal my strength,
but all I manage to do is take
the small outline of dreams and
braid a silhouette, feeding
fragrances of bygone loves.

I wish for time, to slide into sleep
and re-experience unsought
yesteryears, so that my wings
may sprout with me, letting me fly.

I emerge, ripened and apt to envisage
the truth of sailing on liberation,
with nothing but a trail of our
harmonies left to burn evermore.

Yet, I can't endure the power
your memories still bind me by;
morphed into your actions like
cement-induced heartbeats,
I retreat within the cinders...
unable to defy another caress.

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Written for Abed's Site Contest (The Hunger Games).

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  • 12 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Fantastic collab! So powerful and blended together so well. It was great to read.

    I have to say there was a few words here unknown to me, I had to look them up which I like because it challnges the reader and then they learn more vocabulary. So well done on this piece, amazing work from both.

  • 12 years ago

    by Britt

    You two mesh really, really well together. I remember reading this and I could pick MaryAnne out pretty easily - she has a certain vocabularly that just strikes me as MaryAnne and it threw me off trying to figure out who the other writer was. You really mesh... I just can't get over that.

    This was one of my favorites from the round, it really was beautifully written, and I feel it may have been easy for you two lol.

    This is my favorite stanza, for reasons I don't really know. I just connected with it:

    During repression I search for
    effigies, that reveal my strength,
    but all I manage to do is take
    the small outline of dreams and
    braid a silhouette, feeding
    fragrances of bygone loves.

    Beautiful you guys!!

  • 12 years ago

    by Decayed

    You both are magical together.

  • 12 years ago

    by Stephen

    Woooow!! This is amazing! I was completely carried away while reading, I love the use of vocabulary and imagery in this piece, it truly makes it shine radiantly. I especially love the first verse, as for me it painted a picture of love.. then the following two stanzas completely switch that concept in my mind.. After reading the fourth stanza I was under the impression of maybe a lover who began to think too highly of themselves?? So you feel a need to break free, so the original beauty (yourself) can once again be seen. 5th stanza goes on to explain how you're trying to be strong, but are reminiscing of your past love. The last three stanza's did it for me though, I can't pick my favorite part of this piece because it's so completely filled with amazement! lol, I LOVED it all :)) amazing job you two!!