July 29, 2012

◙ The Censor ◙

You saw it too, right?
In the mean sodium light -
that demon or freak in the rays?
To spawn me with birthmark,
gunfire from the sweet lark
Forever entoiled in this haze

You heard it though, boy?
That pitch to the decoy -
luring us into our crime
Pickling our senses,
forced over sharp fences
Jocund and into the sublime

You felt it too, friend?
The hard, bitter night's end -
striping day's light across sky
Where we're not understood,
hiding face into hood
As the other me challenges why

You tasted it too, huh?
The fear of another -
as city growls out it's debate
Antecedent evenings,
for acolyte's feeding
Young veins and young pupils dilate

You caught the scent, Bud?
An oncoming flash flood -
windowshoppers in their street attire
Shines the lies of the rich,
with a bitch of an itch
Smithereen hopes and no chance ceasefire
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17 comments:

Mimi Foxmorton said...

Deep.....and impressive......

Daydreamertoo said...

Wow... this is powerful. It has a lot of layers and depth of meaning some hidden, some not.
Nice write :)

Brian Miller said...

Nice…this has grit but invites us into it with the way you write it …asking questions…not using them as excuses but acknowledging they helped lead the way into the life…

Linda said...

I like the feel and the sensory approach you took to enhance the mood. Thank you for sharing this powerful poem, Lena. =D

Lolamouse said...

Wow. This is a dark write for you but very thoughtful and forceful. It has a sort of panicked feel to it. Well done.

Garima said...

Thoughtful and impressive !!!

Catfish Tales said...

"...here we're not understood,
hiding face into hood
As the other me challenges why"

I SO relate!

Tess Kincaid said...

Lots of delicious words here...

Tumblewords: said...

Stellar!

manicddaily said...

Wonderful close especially - very tight and tense and rhythmic. k.

Laurie Kolp said...

I like your unique approach to the prompt.

hyperCRYPTICal said...

Powerful stuff. Well done!

Anna :o]

Little Nell said...

A departure from your usual style, which really suits you. A thoughtful and thought-provoking poem.

Cad said...

You felt it too, friend?
The hard, bitter night's end -
striping day's light across sky
Where we're not understood,
hiding face into hood
As the other me challenges why

For me, this truly encapsulated the whole feel of the picture. Well done.

Carrie Burtt said...

A great capturing of the photo Lena!

Jenny Woolf said...

A strong, absorbing poem.

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