Bleed

Bleed

A Poem by The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

  

Dragon’s breath steel

         Is the tip of the sword

Piercing time tested flesh

         Allowing my soul to bleed…

The innocence of a child

I knew once upon a time

Till fairytales turned

                           To nightmares.

 

Now I bleed a red stripe

To feed the sacrificial soil

On an unknown grave

In honor of brave blood

Spilled so I can be…

 

         Who I should

                  Who I need

                           Who I am.

 

Then I bleed white cells

To spread purity that

Hasn’t existed since genesis

         Then maybe the poor

Wouldn’t be paying

         For the rich man’s sins.

 

I need to bleed unconditional blue

         Like it never left my body

So my spirit can soar

         Where the eagle still dreams

Of what it once stood for yet

         Treated like an endangered species.

 

Bleed till my heart has no more to give

Bleed till my heart can feel alive again.

 

 

© 2009 The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)


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Am I getting a red, white, and blue as in let's get an understanding of the true meaning of the flag...? Humm? LOL
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This is a very masterful presentation as you subtly weave a web that captures the spirit of pain, sacrifice, and greed which are brilliantly reflected through each color of our flag.
But when the spirit of the colors are in unison it restores to life the aspirations of hope...
your words:
"I need to bleed unconditional blue

Like it never left my body

So my spirit can soar

Where the eagle still dreams

Of what it once stood for yet

Treated like an endangered species.



Bleed till my heart has no more to give

Bleed till my heart can feel alive again."

Very well done Cowboy,
Very well written!

***Where the eagle still dreams
Of what it once stood for yet***


The Duchess,

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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what an extreme intimate poem..passionate and very beautifully phrased

Posted 13 Years Ago


I loved this, the second time around, too.

Posted 13 Years Ago


what a sacrificial lamb i see
someone who finds selfless acts as necessary
this was an intense emotional write but smooth in form

Posted 13 Years Ago


Excellent! Love this! So honest, open, and strong. Well done!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Like the use of the American colors here - very patriotic - I want to read this to the veterans I know...touching and poignant. Kudos!
Light,
Siddartha


Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I'm going to print this out, frame it, and pin it to my mirror. Seriously? Seriously! This is the badasst-assed poem I've read all week. I've read it four times. I wish I had some witty crit, but you left me speechless with this work. Rock-on!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love the last two lines,

Bleed till my heart has no more to give

Bleed till my heart can feel alive again

very interesting thought bleed to death
to live!! that was really good!!

Posted 13 Years Ago


I like the intertwining of these grand mythical themes with the very personal, intimate spilling of blood. It's an interesting metaphorical mix you create here but is incredibly successful because of the last two lines. Well done.

Posted 13 Years Ago


awh.... this is really good.
gives me a sad.....but yet,
maybe things get better kinda
attitude.. :P
makes me want to cook you pasta. (:
love it. (: nice write. (:

Posted 13 Years Ago


Bravo!

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)
The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

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Birth name: Dale Deadmond Born November 20th, 1969 Metaphorically speaking music is my BFF and poetry is my soulmate. This is my world of my favorite poets are E.A. Poe, Dylan Thomas, R.. more..

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