Man above, gods below? This is hard to encompass. Large is small and small is large and back again. I get a bit queasy.

Wow! Very wistful!

This has some really nice moments--secret history, nomads and oases and sandalwood, etc.--but the imagery is a bit all over the place. Some nits too--thunder doesn't taste like anything, "within my specter"?, and "creneled" isn't a word (though crenelated is). Could do with some pruning and redirection, but you've made a good start.

I like the last tercet best. Nice image you build here. Syllable counts aside, this is haiku, though you'll get the "this isn't 5-7-5" naysayers anyway. (Anyway, many poets write haikus that don't strictly conform to 5-7-5--there is much more to a haiku than the number of its syllables.)

thanks for the comments... ok - i'll give ya the crenelated thing. but how do you know thunder has no taste - you can hear it, feel it, so whose to say you can't taste it? And if you could taste it - what do you think it might taste like? Also, if a bar is filled with smoke and I'm weightless like clouds and you saw through the haze of it all to see me - might I not appear a scepter?

I meant specter - mind the type-o's - it's friday and Elvis has already left the building...

There's always another corner, But I'm sure you'll squeek thru'.

Atrocious use of "above" to rhyme with "love", but you redeemed yourself with the ace use of "grape" to rhyme with "escape".

lewd

So when did Patsy Kline and you get together on writing a poem?

I like your poem. . . it's always darkest before the dawn, right?

I like the title a lot

What a cool idea for a poem! I like the unexpected and how it came together at the end! Nice work. . .10

shhhh. they'll market that too.

Witness the genius of my gay lover. The one, thee only, -=Settle=-, the poetry of.

I think such an explicit poem about rape is very insensitive. But then that's just my personal opinion.

Savory display is a totally bodacious line to end a haiku with. However, the previous lines do not do it justice. I suggest something like: Oh, such tasty treats, Sausage rolls and cheese pasties, Savory display.

I think smoking is naughty, guns or otherwise.

I gave this poem a -1-, because I couldn't be bothered to scroll down the "Please Vote" menu to display the zero option.

Have you evet seen "The Fall and Rise of Reginal Perin"?