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Welcome to :iconpoeticalcondition:'s Monthly Feature of Works!

Please take a moment and enjoy these fabulous words.

PoppiesHe dreams of her
and bleeds out -
the secret life of poppies
and visions that
have lost their way;
of cardinals thrashing
in the branches
and the pricking of thumbs
like last rites.
He has forgotten himself
a thousand times -
the soft glint
of bone and skin
bristling behind the thick
panelled doors
where she gathers
the lines of his palms
and leans back into
oblivion,
waiting for a key
to find its fate
in the wrong doorway.

By :iconpoetrymann:

GraphonomicsHe fell in love
with her handwriting –
the way her dribbled g’s
gallivanted into corkscrews –
the way her s’s
would caress the ends of the letters,
lapping at the plurals
and ever so softly
conveying graphite sibilance –
the way her a’s
had jaunty tails
held high,
the apexes of lowercase –
the way her commas
would pause
and the pencil point would press
ever so
slightly
into the filaments –
the way her cursive
flowed like a landscape
(and they say that pictures
are worth more
than the masterstrokes on her looseleaf) –
the way her hand
had crinkled the paper
as she scribbled a note
on a dog-eared flap –
the way she looked
when she was deep in words,
brow lined reflecting the rules
of the mockingly mesmerizing meter,
wisps of frowns
echoing the creative scratch,
diamond tongues flickering
in hazel eye-glasses –
the way she wrote his name,
the sinuous care
she brought to the lowercase
preceded by the forceful
but gentle
pres

By :iconstargirl2791:

one.you told me that life
was full of
color... then
why do my
tears
run
grey.

By :iconkeiranikaela:

To feel.We drift in silence on wings of red
dripping wine and lust from the feathered bed,
the torn up mattress littered with stains
like the tears of the thighs and the ones from your head,
when my fingers are talons and still you beg
for the scratch and the grasp until love is just dregs
at the end of the shot glass when you've taken the pain
and now all that is left is to open your legs.
I wear your halo around my wrists,
bound behind my back as your scent comes in drifts
the perfume of heat and the blood on your neck,
on my column you crumble until your tears are mist,
where were the days when it was my lips you kissed
and you'd paint me with love and the skill of an artist,
we'd cry as we made less than love in this wreck
and drink to forget that love was what we promised.
You curl up beside me at the end of the night,
though the damage is done, it's all been done right,
a bead of my blood is clenched in your fist,
you wipe away the sweat obscuring my sight,
in the darkness there's warmth

By :iconcompanyindeath:

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By :iconladyofsilver:

44. Crossroadstwo roads
 cross
     makes crossroads.
       X marks the center
          tipping point.
           Where dawn and dusk collide
              Hinged on equinox joint.
                 Light and dark’s perfect divide.
                  Call on the ghosts of women past
                    Nowhere to go, no place to hide
                     The fork no more than Hecate’s test
                      Dice in the roulette game cast.
                      Center of two roads be blessed
                 

By :iconmii-sama:

chokehow can we breathe through the smoke
of un-acquitted words we never spoke?
how can we keep our souls inside
when our hearts have already died?

By :iconmittensandpoppy:

tenebrous.will you be the guardian 
of sweet dreams
in this night
crowned with blood-coloured moon
who smiles with promises of immortality?
couldn't see
your red eyes
and that this night
is yours;
you never sleep, 
you only can hear heartbeats from helpless, b e a u t i f u l victims
while their heart still disperses blood into veins,
and while thin cheeks aren't yet
in the colour of falling snow. 
as i lay down in your arms- desiring for embrace,
seeking
not for mercy
but for thy affection.
now come to me-
drown
in 
my
crimson
heart.

By :iconalessiah:


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CompanyInDeath's avatar
Thank you so very very much :)