My Crow

My Crow

A Poem by sinNsincerity

She is spoken poetry.

My sacred rosary.

But she is the one

Who holds on and pr(e)ys on me.

I'm the beauty to her beast.

Such is why my heart is the perfect feast.

Hip check,

Her hips on my neck.

Lips pressed.

Woop, zoop, sloop. . .

Bud, Not Buddy.

But you’re more than that

My lovely.

Now,

Allow me to take your breath.

Winter solstice brings out my best

And I towered the pyramid steps to capture

The heart inside of your chest.

Heka and offerings-

From putty to pottery,

The transformation of the conscious

To the sub lays the forbidden poetry.

This is not blessed,

But a sin fest.

Drunk off of your Witch's brew,

All the while,

Dangling off of your balcony view.

Do you hear my gloom?

I’m calling upon you-

Ms. Moon.

Please accept my sacred voodoo.

© 2018 sinNsincerity


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Thus far, my favorite poem from you. Everything works well in this poem, structure, word choice, flow, etc. As the reader, I get a clear image of a beautiful but manipulative woman, deeply insecure (which is why she doesn't allow anyone as close as the writer wants to be). Frustration and desperation are strong emotions I pick up, and streaks of bitterness (for the rejection, refusal to love, recognize, etc). An enjoyable read, as all good poetry is.

Posted 2 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

sinNsincerity

2 Years Ago

I'm glad you had enjoyed it Robert and for thinking so.



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Beautifully well done. Powerful, well-created, breath-taking ...

You painted this image to share with us how love can make us crazy.
Thank you for this wonderful work of art
Lots of love
Des

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

sinNsincerity

2 Years Ago

Thank you for reading Destiny, I'm glad I was able to paint you picture that rest in my mind.
wow this was great, your words, powerful.

Posted 2 Years Ago


Very deep and lots of emotion, good to feel so deep, really nice well done🌹

Posted 2 Years Ago


I love this! So dark and so beautifully written as well!

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

sinNsincerity

2 Years Ago

Thank you for reading my dear, I'm glad that you loved it.
This is so good. This is poetry my friend.
"Allow me to take your breath.
Winter solstice brings out my best
And I towered the pyramid steps to capture
The heart inside of your chest."
The above lines were so damn good. This is the type of poetry that make me want to write. Thank you my friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote


Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

sinNsincerity

2 Years Ago

Thank you Coyote, it is always such a pleasure to hear from you! I'm really glad that you enjoyed it.. read more
Coyote Poetry

2 Years Ago

You are welcome my friend.
Thus far, my favorite poem from you. Everything works well in this poem, structure, word choice, flow, etc. As the reader, I get a clear image of a beautiful but manipulative woman, deeply insecure (which is why she doesn't allow anyone as close as the writer wants to be). Frustration and desperation are strong emotions I pick up, and streaks of bitterness (for the rejection, refusal to love, recognize, etc). An enjoyable read, as all good poetry is.

Posted 2 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

sinNsincerity

2 Years Ago

I'm glad you had enjoyed it Robert and for thinking so.
Love has a penchant for consuming and destroying. There's much scheming and pra(e)ying that goes into it. This is a strikingly different poem from your others, in look, content and format.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

sinNsincerity

2 Years Ago

Thank you for reading DIVYA, and you are right about that.
DIVYA

2 Years Ago

My pleasure. Thank you for sharing.
i love the crows ..so drawn to read this one right away...they are a strong omen i think ...interesting thought progessions ..from the apotheosis of poetry to the thing that clings and feeds ...hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm i will be thinking about that for a while ... then she becomes almost graphically sexual and then another change as the speaker of your poem takes breath, captures heart and makes an offering to the dark side ;) then the degeneration continues until the falling is complete ... as drunken in sin fests he turns to that Heka that he fed on ..now feeds on him arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh!!!!! demanding sacrifice ... these kinds of dark things are more frightening to me than scary stories and gory movies ... but here i am safe and sound after several read throughs ..thank you for my new word Heka and the history behind it..very cool ... your free verse has solid rhythm ..great story says i ...your a little late or very early for the winter solstice however ... as the proximity of the earth gave us two super moons last month ..as i know you must have seen ;)
E.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

sinNsincerity

2 Years Ago

The Crow was once a beautiful women before Athena turned her into a bird- Ovid's Metamorphoses.
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Einstein Noodle

2 Years Ago

i did not know that...must go a-googlin' now ;)
Einstein Noodle

2 Years Ago

much more mythology behind your poem than i would have thought ..;)
Wow, I was breathtaken during the whole poem! Much like hearing a song rather than just simple words on a screen. Absolutely beautiful, and I loved the "pr(e)y" part, I'm guessing that you're making a reference to praying?

A perfect story of how love can make us go crazy. Wonderful, thank you for this.

// O

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

sinNsincerity

2 Years Ago

Thank you Omikron, I'm really glad you enjoyed it and that the poem was able to draw such a reaction.. read more

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