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    dots Submission Name: A Meditation Within The Brotheldots

    Author: Algol46
    ASL Info:    200/m/East of Eden
    Elite Ratio:    2.72 - 1111/1235/613
    Words: 109
    Class/Type: Poetry/Passion
    Total Views: 940
    Average Vote:    5.0000
    Bytes: 747

       A sonnet influenced by Gerard Manley Hopkins.

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    dotsA Meditation Within The Brotheldots

    Love’s no love, the barterer barters bale,
    Sells sin, sly--ah, but I buy, buy, buy!
    Delicious dead dread drug! I stop, I try…
    Run, reel, hungering heavily--you hail,
    Half feral, I flee not, I fall, flail, fail!
    Blind brass bed, butcher block, we lie and lie,
    Mouth purple poems most piously and sigh,
    And drift on savage seas without a sail!

    Winter storms, like maelstroms, staunch not my thirst,
    My typhoon heart’s lethal lust lusts, lest death
    Take me unfulfilled, scathed, scarred scarlet, cursed.
    Come corral me Christ! I, slave-chained, no breath
    Breathes in me, tremble tumble in tombs…
    Contrite my concrete heart consigned to dooms.

    Submitted on 2007-02-21 08:23:21     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      This is very original and I loved the title and I agree with blu - the chant feel fits the intense feelings of the person in the sonnet and the feelings portrayed.


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    | Posted on 2007-02-23 00:00:00 | by Epiphany | [ Reply to This ]
      this is an interesting piece you have here, but it seems different from your usual style...i like the rythm, the beat and flow that it has, almost chant like in its smooth and steady pounding (iambic pentameter? i dont know all the technical [censored], i just write it)
    it beats a pulse inside your brain driving you mad with the simplicity and loveliness of it.....its like rain drops on a tin roof that just cant stop....

    | Posted on 2007-02-21 00:00:00 | by blu_kittin | [ Reply to This ]

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