Christopher.

Christopher.

A Poem by Lady Lazarus.
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weirdly I found this piece amongst scrap paper with no recollection of writing it ,but I had at some point....so here it is...

"
Wretched form
so 
sad to 
          see
stitched muscle
 devoid 
 of
 dignity
ulysses who delved in 
     warmth
the cooing calls me forth
a child.
of skin....
and salt


Lips won't incite
a reply
senses
    meander
          so shy
a hunt for the shadows that crave
the side of the soul
I was ripped from
a child of skin...
and salt

foolish 
  pulp
     asks the question
         is malevolence devoid of obsession?
 lilt through worlds of the living
  in vain search
of
   a final purpose

a child of skin
and salt.

Thine ally 
The rue ...
the throe of mine bosom
 I grow 
       drowsy  
           as a feather 
 careful  
     to confide 
the  Convulsed abide
 a child 
        carried on the surface
the nymphs lap my
                            ankles
and carry me into their arms

a child of skin.
and salt....

© 2010 Lady Lazarus.


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Thoroughly enjoyed this interesting poem, it keeps me thinking of all meanings hidden or not within these verses, trully wonderful. I wonder what does the main character refers to when the words "child of skin... and salt" are spelled, but I will read this over to see if I get it better along with the whole poems meaning.
Definitively my favorite stanza:
"foolish
pulp
asks the question
is malevolence devoid of obsession?
lilt through worlds of the living
in vain search
of
a final purpose

a child of skin
and salt."
The idea of a question asking, the usual lack of purpose and the question itself referring to malevolence are great.
Excellent poem.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Interesting preview image
and I love all of it and especially this part
' Lips won't incite/a reply/senses/meander/so shy/a hunt for the shadows that crave/the side of the soul/I was ripped from/a child of skin.../and salt'

Posted 9 Years Ago


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I absolutely love this ''a child of skin and salt'', and..(excuse my bad description) Shakespearean bit is fantastic and your layout,seems to incite confusion in the reader.
Well soddin done X

Posted 9 Years Ago


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Lady Lazarus.
Lady Lazarus.

glasgow, United Kingdom



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