Purple Carnage

Purple Carnage

A Poem by April Child

Somewhere warm,

outside under

dancing lights and

colour changing trees,

hazel eyes met and

the rest of the world

became blurred,

shot out of focus

as pounding pulses

matched beats

and eyes and limbs

locked as surely as

if little ropes had

been thrown from them

to lassoo us together.


For 3 days and nights

we remained like this,

our electro magnetic

vibrations so intense

that anyone inadvertently

passing too close

had an instant orgasm

and staggered away

in confusion while

we remained in

delicious oblivion,

rendered incapable

for this was as out of our

control as having

simultaneous nose bleeds,

spurting and gushing

all over us and everyone

around us until the whole

place looks like a

crime scene, people 

slipping and tripping, 

smearing bloody hand prints

on walls, floors, faces

except it isn't red,

its purple.


Then the music ended

and we went home.


When I close my eyes I see

your face as clear as if 

it's tattooed on the inside

of my eyelids.


Sometimes a smile

is just a smile and 

other times its

purple carnage.

© 2011 April Child


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mmm i like it. it's wonderfully messy and unrestrained. the attraction of artists to each other and the resulting meltdown that draws in others, only to burn them up in the intensity of that love/lust.

you write in such a wonderfully unpredictable style. i love the playful bit where people slip/trip on your gushy-ness.

another great poem april!

Posted 12 Years Ago


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There's bemused humor in this lovely poem of desire's "crime scene." Drive-by orgasmotrons would certainly make better news copy! We forget how near "carnage" is to "carnal." You slay me. ;-)

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Oh!!! I didn't know you are back here.... shame on me :) .... that's so beautiful , I hope its your real experience ... I will keep those lines with the rest of your pearls :

When I close my eyes I see

your face as clear as if

it's tattooed on the inside

of my eyelids.

Brilliant!!!


Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Epic!
It was like a crazy but vivid dream sequence...
Every single phrase drips poetic awesomeness!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A good poem with lots of energy,the structure is perfect for the theme, and I really liked the images in the second to last verse.Good work,well done.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Your words give great images. Like a moth to a flame...

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Such a mix of pleasure and violence...and yet, the purple aura of the lovers is what stayed with me while reading, and re-reading the piece. Beautful work

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Beautiful. Such artful poetry resonating with flow and meaning. An enjoyable read. Plus, I love the color purple, so I had to read it. ;)

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

trully powerful! loved the imagery! awesome write.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

nice lines read mine too "QUEST OF LIFE"

Posted 12 Years Ago



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April Child
April Child

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I love words and I like to write poems. Sometimes words just come and I don't know where from but I write them down anyway. There's something very powerful in the written word. It shows you where y.. more..

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