Saturday, September 7, 2013

tempered

You knew I had horns,
just like I knew you had guts--
pretty, guileless ones
that fell off the turnip truck of your silly white bones
and onto their points, like ringers.

You knew I breathed fire,
just like I knew you breathed smoke--
trying to make yourself into an ethereal angel,
soft and white, impaled on a stick
and turned to ashes right under my nose.
______

image by Lolamouse

for Real Toads weekend mini-challenge

  

 

19 comments:

Susan said...

"Misunderstood" memories, thanks. "Tempered" memories, too--O how some thrive on being wounded!

humbird said...

But is the balance at the end? No...feels as victory of one...

Poet Laundry said...

That's one fiery disposition!

Helen said...

Wow .. sounds like a match made in heaven (or hell.)

Sherry Blue Sky said...

OMG, "impaled on a stick and turned to ashes". Killer. It hit me in the heart. Poems just dont get any better than that.

Ella said...

Wow this is one heavy hitting love story! Love hurts

Margaret said...

I think the Dr. just ran out of the room screaming for help...

Kay L. Davies said...

Whoa, Fireblossom, this is scary-bad karma.
Except for the turnip truck, which made me laugh. I haven't heard that expression in a long time.
K

Kerry O'Connor said...

I'm glad someone sees the dark side to these pictures. This is a brilliant interpretation!

Cloudia said...

My Theme Song!



ALOHA from Honolulu
Comfort Spiral
=^..^= <3

Sam Edge said...

Love this song. I can't believe you played this!! My theme song from the eighties. cool version.

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Seems there was a lot everyone knew but they pressed on regardless.

Lolamouse said...

Your room is ready on the psych ward, Shay! A few weeks of intense therapy and a lovely cocktail of meds and you should be good as new!

Seriously, I love how you brought the contrasting colors of the inkblot into the structure of your poem. The images are scary intense. Those last two lines are killer!

Thanks for playing!

hedgewitch said...

Dazzling, stunning, wicked images, and so much personality in the voice--just brilliant, Shay, in every meaning of the word.

Jinksy said...

Fire and brimstone in your words...

Mama Zen said...

Wow, damn, and wow.

LaTonya Baldwin said...

No one dark quite like you. :-)

grapeling said...

impaled on a stick

is about the feeling; you are expert at pointing the sharp end in the softest spots

Akila G said...

You took it by the horns!