I have stood upon the road
And with my hands built fabled bridges
Dirt and ashes between my toes.
And you have witnessed my perfection:
A sudden silent catastrophe,
Upon your heart inscribed with needles
I have stitched away the key-
Alleviate the windswept darkness:
Favour her with whispered shame,
You must stretch out silken towers
Of skin and fear and endless pain.
Don't hold me back, now, little darling,
I am kneeling ever on the roadway
To please the Lady of the Deep.
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It is said that when you write you should start the book, the poem, the short story with a line that grabs the readers attention.
"Within the pale moonlight glowing,
I have stood upon the road
And with my hands built fabled bridges" more than does it for me.
@CJ
Thanks ^_^ I still feel very awkward about posting rhyming poetry. I feel like it's...kitschy, maybe? Can't shake it.
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