Divine comedy
With black beating heart
Hammering out a–
Symmetrical note
After note on stage–
A broken ribcage–
Falls on tickled hope.
It’s not funny tonight.
This harsh tune suffers rage
With demon overtones
And bloody flesh beating
Cradled in the nights gore
Within green jagged ribs–
Jealousy’s darkest cribs–
It won’t stop repeating.
Comical displays
Innocent laughter
For enlightenment
For heavenly cure,
Bright and bitter white–
Projecting the light
Of all we endure.
©Jen2010 8–13
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I really enjoy what you blog about here, very insightful and smart. One problem though, I’m running Firefox on Fedora and some of your site structure are a little misaligned. I know it’s not a common setup, but it is still something to keep an eye on. Just shooting you a heads up.
Hmmm… just so happens I run a Linux box on my network, and no problems. I think you’re a spammer, but for originality I’ll post your comment. besides Para would kill me if I didn’t.
Para, you always take my head, no one in the world writes like you or could even try to write like you. Which leads me to my next scathing write, “Originality: The Lost Art Form”
I can’t wait to read that!
Thank you Quas