Wrapped in the Arms of Harvest

Wrapped in the Arms of Harvest

A Poem by Exsanguination

stream-of-consciousness with an underlying meaning


Wrapped in the arms of harvest

Like so many alarms I’ve garnished

Yet far from alone and ardent

I pry from all art untarnished�"

Hope, to remain in silence

Forever alone, unbridled

The passion, in ode�"united

Licentious, redundant, divided


Pray to the bold uncommon

Nigh to behold intolerance

Made of the ones that flaunt us

For better or worse, undaunted

Exigent to the point of careless

Too much is a notion that perished

With fear of a stagnant merit

To consume what we inherit


© 2013 Exsanguination

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Author's Note

Don't think, just feel

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Awesome couplets...the way melded your rhymes just flowed like a river. Superb stuff here.

Posted 7 Years Ago

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7 Years Ago

Thanks a lot, glad you caught my directed current
¥ay $wagger

7 Years Ago

Man, did I ever...really good stuff, bro. :)

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Added on August 16, 2013
Last Updated on August 16, 2013
Tags: Poem, Continuous ryhme scheme, fragment sentences, Stream-of-consciousness, flow, fluid, brief, philosophy, haunting, epiphany, poetry, eloquent, romanticism, modernism, all the isms, love and death



Louisville, KY

Expression is like a burst of acknowledgement and appreciation that we exist. I express myself best through writing, whether it be music, poetry, short stories, stream-of-conciousness rambling or what.. more..