party favors

party favors

A Poem by Lydia Waldock

lick the broken skin cean 
red rash in the shape of lips 
the disgusting sound of her bile 
I have never seen a sun so red blood red 

do you warn me agaisnt my favors? 
my party has not got any real feelings 
its all whatever the moon allows to do 
I havent seen your face before? 

no rhyme or reason for the time before fall stars 
logic has fallen 
and darling fear rules the world again 

so tell me again 
what was your name? 
I need not to remember but 
rather for the necessity of death tolls

© 2019 Lydia Waldock


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Hello dear Lydia. You had me at "Fear rules the world". The undertone of the poem brought me in.
" so tell me again
what was your name?
I need not to remember but
rather for the necessity of death tolls"
I liked the above lines a lot. The poetry had a hidden story and I wanted to know more. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 1 Year Ago


I enjoyed this quite a bit--it has a really cool and interesting style, and I especially enjoyed the lines "no rhyme or reason for the time before fall stars/logic has fallen" -- for a moment, it took me back to a production of the Eugene Ionesco's The Bald Soprano. The play is of the "absurdist" style, so the words in the script don't seem to mean anything when you read them, but when you see them performed, you understand that it's part of the journey. Similarly, there were parts of this poem I didn't understand on my first reading, but I found that, the more I pictured them in my mind, the more it felt like a mysterious dance to read. Sometimes the dance is visceral and scary; other times, it is a challenge in trusting the author and the unknown.

I realize my review has been rather esoteric, but I just wanted to say I enjoyed this poem, and thank you for writing and sharing it

Posted 4 Years Ago


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This poem tells a pretty interesting story, and I really like whoever is talking's attitude, and the last stanza in particular sticks with me for some reason. I really do rather like it.
As usual, nicely done.

Posted 4 Years Ago



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Lydia Waldock
Lydia Waldock

British Columbia, Canada



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21 year old lover of poetry even bigger lover of writing poetry some trash some gold. life's tough might as well make some art more..

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