To Tempt Decay

To Tempt Decay

A Poem by Anna Dragon

I see into her heart;
a jagged and fleshly thing
enshrouded by a heavy fog.
Sewn amidst are creeping vines
loathing their host in wine glasses-
shattered to be filled with mud.
It lurks behind a dome of bones-
once of silver and once with doors.
I see into her heart;
a thing of rot and decay
obscured by a cicada's scream.
Worms writhe somewhere inside
slinking through the dead muscle-
green with mold and damp.
A maroon dew settles against metal-
once of blades and once quite sharp.
I see into her heart;
the remains of a rusted thing
blocked by a deluge of nightly rain.


I see into her heart;
it claws my own to ribbon-shreds
exhaling one more breath.
It begs me to succumb to the rot
and yet I am too alive-
I cannot.

© 2017 Anna Dragon


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Anna Dragon
(L. Sky.)

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Very descriptive. Brimming with details.
I felt like I was in some hellish jungle or something or that cursed swamp in the original "Clash of the Titans"

Fog, mud, damp, deluge, rot, decay....

Not pleasant at all.

The only quibble I would have is 'rust' . everything else (outside metal) is pretty "organic"

Though I get how metal/rust fits into the theme if not natural landscape.

Other than that, very vivid piece.

I felt like getting some fresh air afterwards :)

Posted 4 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

'I see into her heart;
the remains of a rusted thing
blocked by a deluge of nightly rain.'

How forever locked, whilst so purely in a sense, alive.
The perfect metaphor for disconnection from another, on a level of magnitude that is spiritual.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Quite a flow of imagery in this enjoyable read...

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You've managed to build an incredible collection of images to describe all the moods of the heart. I particularly liked your last verse.
Well done.
Alan

Posted 4 Years Ago


Wow this is such a good poem! Loved reading it!

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Powerful and honest words dear Anna.
"I see into her heart;
it claws my own to ribbon-shreds
exhaling one more breath.
It begs me to succumb to the rot
and yet I am too alive-
I cannot."
The above lines are the places where we learn. Love and kindness is rare and when we find. Hold on tightly and the make the good days and nights last forever. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 4 Years Ago


Cool poem. Enjoyed reading it. Keep it up!!

Posted 4 Years Ago


Interesting !! Thanks for sharing :)!

Posted 4 Years Ago


Sounds like my kind of place.

Posted 4 Years Ago



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