scarlet eyes

scarlet eyes and dripping smiles
i could eat you like a peach
set before me and behind me
and i’ll take a peck of each
back into my arms and quiver
take a moment not to think
out before the walls of heaven
i can feel your spirit sink
salivating for my master
merits worn upon my cap
i will ask and be forgiven
and i’ll curl up on your lap
all the powers i’ve been granted
all the words you never spoke
i will join you in your exile
to perform my masterstroke
nothing ever was that simple
in the days that people cared
fortunes spent on our appearance
should those fortunes have been shared
walk the last few steps together
gather at the edge and sing
why should i return in glory
when you gave me not a thing

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  1. mmmm! Delicious estocade at the end… 🙂
    Hope this finds you well. 🙂

    • In the sense of a sword thrust (I had to look it up 🙂 ), yes, I was aiming for that cutting ending. To borrow your adjective, I saw it as a “delicious” taste of bitterness 😀

      I’m fine thanks, and hope you are as well 😀

  2. *smiles back* I’m Ok, thanks, running all over the place at the moment (Stockholm for meeting this weekend, sigh).
    Yes, deliciously bitter… like best chocolate. 🙂

    • GMTA chocolate was my thought as well 😆

      In the days I did meetings, it always amazed me how many people saw the point of them was to be present and have their voice heard, regardless of whether they had anything worth saying 😈 😀

  3. damommza

     /  November 24, 2011

    OOOHH…dark chocolate..peaches…thrusting…. 😈 Oh, wait..thats not what you are talking about… 😳 😆

    Your first line draw me in like a fish–hook, line and sinker. Love the rhythm in this one and yes, the ending is a lovely estocade (had to look this up too, but trying to look like I didn’t, lol) The more I read this, the more the meaning changes, so lots of layers, lots of meaning under each one! Very gudgudgud. 😆

    • damommza

       /  November 24, 2011

      Ok, so it’s early here….fix my 😈 and my “rhythm: *chugs coffee*

    • Thank you, this is a poem that largely wrote itself, a couple of times I thought I’d finished then the next section came to me, until the last line when I knew it was done 😀 Then a minimal amount of editing, and voilà…. 😀


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