The Strings Played and Our World Was Shattered

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A girl can cry just so much.
A girl can cry just so much.

Strings played feintly

Did the spear slice me? A phantom, a girl, a gorgingly-mute princess with blood splatter'd deep.

I heard the music whispers an age ago, but my obscurity led my heart three eons from her day.

The ages, the times, and memories gone -- one by one they have their revenge, and so she silently walks away.

Yet her touch. Her touch.

Immobile, cut with bone, weeping and seething with shame in puddle below.

Her touch, her touch. I was slain and captured with filth of an olden worry.

I ceased breathing and ceased believing I couldn't love her deeper more.

Yet, her touch. Her touch. Flying with no music sheet she sleeps in blue depressions deep.

Is this it? Cry tears without feelings forever?
Is this it? Cry tears without feelings forever?

Strings and stings

First the strings, then the stings of a vanishing love will ring.

Infections eat my soul alive. I swear of death, lost lover divine.

I taste your heel, soft and keen. Loving your darkness so glowing unseen.

I crave your stance within eye-to-eye watching my death ravel out never to die.

Then came drums

The drums, cursed be the drums that told the warning of winds gusty and sonnets rusty.

Nothing here, nothing there can bring you here. I lust at your back growing dim in my tear.

We lived in a universe of joking gods, bloody clods of feet sinking in sod.

And up our noses went. Our endless whisper'd banter spent.

Stunned, frozen in  time.
Stunned, frozen in time.

Now enter Reaper

But yet her touch. Her touch. I will kiss Reaper for her touch.

Her eyeless-sockets I believed and unto my seeking, her cooing I heaped.

To please this displaced angel, this woman past heaven, I watched the innocent blood spill.

She walked so sweet letting me be her feet. Her hair a cascading cape of lies.

A heart is an absolute. When broken, they cannt be repaired enough to be the same.
A heart is an absolute. When broken, they cannt be repaired enough to be the same.

Ravens and Reaper

The ravens help Reaper in gather not leaving my disease in weather.

Hunger soft. Hunger sweet. I consume my life backwards her moments I eat.

I dance with fools of a forgotten hell. And drink poison promises from a liar's well.

But her touch. Her touch. Curse the director wand in hand.

I dare you sunrise and curse so dark. If dimension faileth you weaker soul.

She sits 'neath your walls to plot your time to crush time with rhyme.

A demon she is. Dark hair and bones of brass. A fog of perfumed past.

Killing me in time before cursing and grudging my image door.

So this is what Death is like.
So this is what Death is like.

Her eyelashes so slow.

Step highly, oh my silken mistress. How I crave to be in one breath.

Her taunting eyelashes so slow. A heart I dared not know.

You're a vexing flicker. A misty false shower of pleasure.

I walk no longer veiled. Your heart to Reaper's lips nailed.

One glimpse.

One breath.

One lover.

One wish.

Curse the twilight.

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Jodah 19 months ago from Queensland Australia

What an amazing poem Kenneth..it touches all the emotions. The images are superb, especially those by Loui Jover. One of the best poems I have read on Hub Pages. Voted up.


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bravewarrior 19 months ago from Central Florida

Kenneth, this is amazing. I had no idea you are such a wonderful poet. I'd love to see more!


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janshares 19 months ago from Washington, DC

Wow. This was intensely morbid, yet beautifully expressed. Thank you, Kenneth, for revealing another side of your writing craft. The images are beyond powerful. Voted up and beautiful.


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jhamann 19 months ago from Reno NV

Powerful and intense. An incredible reading experience. Thank you Kenneth a great contribution. Jamie


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kenneth avery 19 months ago from Hamilton, Alabama Author

Dear jhamann,

Thank you from the heart for your nice comment. My valued-followers cannot fathom just how much I appreciate them. And their words keep me built-up and able to follow my pathway.

Peace and happiness to you.


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kenneth avery 19 months ago from Hamilton, Alabama Author

Hi, janshares,

I appreciate your comments a lot.

The images spoke to me when I was searching for them. And this is, a tad morbid, but only a man who loves a woman beyond being in love can only speak these words as she leaves him for no reason.


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kenneth avery 19 months ago from Hamilton, Alabama Author

Greetings, bravewarrior,

Thank you also for your sweet words about this piece.

I hope that I can produce more similar to this one and each time I do one of these, I have to deal with a lot of depression.

But what a small price to pay.

Peace to you.


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kenneth avery 19 months ago from Hamilton, Alabama Author

Hi, Jodah, my friend

Thank you so much for your comments. I appreciate your valuable time in reading and leaving me such a warm comment.

You, as well as all of my valued-followers, are highly-appreciated.

Kenneth


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vkwok 19 months ago from Hawaii

Intense poetry, Kenneth!


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kenneth avery 19 months ago from Hamilton, Alabama Author

Hi, vkwok,

Thank you, good friend, for this nice comment.

I appreciate you very much.

Have a peaceful day.

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