beauty
beauty
drinks fire
with its eyes
slaps you
with soft paws
holds your head
gently
in its jaws
beauty
will strip you
like meat
kick you
inside
stop your breath
dangle you
on a thread of wonder
before
skin heals
and bones mend
beauty waits
to strike again
drinks fire
with its eyes
slaps you
with soft paws
holds your head
gently
in its jaws
beauty
will strip you
like meat
kick you
inside
stop your breath
dangle you
on a thread of wonder
before
skin heals
and bones mend
beauty waits
to strike again
posted by Yes at 1:57 AM
10 Comments:
Beauty can be so damaging. Most only realise it after it has stricken and damaged them. I like it.
Like catnip to the cat!! Toy with you, tease you, then "strip you like meat". Love it!!
beauty...
with an edge
:)
/t.
Killer poem. ;-) but seriously.
gautami-- I hope you were not too damaged, and that you have fully recovered...you appear quite unscarred at present...
but perhaps that is an illusion...
pat--Meow, CATNIP!! mmmmm...thanks
/t. thanks for the smile--needed that.. edges are good...
mb-- I DO love the "killer" compliment, seriously...!
beauty...like a cage.
Sounds like a beautiful tiger to me!:)
carmen, borut--yes, I see the tiger in this poem--do you think it's still in its cage? Or is it stalking around us at this moment...
Thanks for the comments...
there is beauty in your words..
Thank you Susanne, I appreciate your lovely comment--
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