Codeine Breakfast

Codeine Breakfast

A Poem by Lonesome Traveler

Red snake of lovers disgust

Black rose of disconsolate trust.

Heart no longer can feel

No longer can love real.

 

Pupils dilate, mind mutate

Read it's tortured stare.

touch the void, feel the spin

You're to tell the next of kin.

 

It was her's, so why not yours?

join the rotting stench, become

not alone, for the first & last time.

 

You'll soldier on, but not for her;

however tempting, however demure.

But who knows when, who knows where,

You're trapped inside this 'truth or dare'?

© 2013 Lonesome Traveler


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Hello lonsome traveler; I am new to this site and this is the first post that I have read and I would like to make a few queries not that I have any authority as a poet. Ido like your poem and would not have progressed this far if I didn't.
It flows well and tells a sad tale with good imagry. Now comes the part where I stick my nose in. Your line;' No longer can love real.' in my mind works better if you change real to reel. Reel suggests a whirling joyful dance.
Your poem would follow a steady rhyme scheme of aabbccdd if you change a word in this couplet; Pupils dilate, mind mutate
Read it's tortured stare. If you change stare to gape you would keep the rhyme without losing meaning.
Your third stanza only contains three lines in which none of them rhyme...You may have done this on purpose and it very well may be a specific poetic form because like I say I am a novice.



Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lonesome Traveler

11 Years Ago

Welcome Jack, and thank you very much for the review :) I did consider 'reel', and you make a lovely.. read more



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very nice to read thank you

Posted 11 Years Ago


Heart no longer can feel

No longer can love real.

excellent poem, simple and powerful at the same time, I loved it.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lonesome Traveler

11 Years Ago

Thank you for your kind words.
Dalia

11 Years Ago

welcome my friend
Hello lonsome traveler; I am new to this site and this is the first post that I have read and I would like to make a few queries not that I have any authority as a poet. Ido like your poem and would not have progressed this far if I didn't.
It flows well and tells a sad tale with good imagry. Now comes the part where I stick my nose in. Your line;' No longer can love real.' in my mind works better if you change real to reel. Reel suggests a whirling joyful dance.
Your poem would follow a steady rhyme scheme of aabbccdd if you change a word in this couplet; Pupils dilate, mind mutate
Read it's tortured stare. If you change stare to gape you would keep the rhyme without losing meaning.
Your third stanza only contains three lines in which none of them rhyme...You may have done this on purpose and it very well may be a specific poetic form because like I say I am a novice.



Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lonesome Traveler

11 Years Ago

Welcome Jack, and thank you very much for the review :) I did consider 'reel', and you make a lovely.. read more

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Added on January 29, 2013
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Tags: Suicide, Love, Depression

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Lonesome Traveler
Lonesome Traveler

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Young, British and naive going on cynical. Searching for the right path, and all that mother jazz. " Pass the parcel, sometimes that's all you can do. Take it, feel it, and pass it on. Not for me, .. more..

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