Free verse № 93539
I could rule myself
See the crown slipping over one eye. This is an opera-star in full flow. This is an ouverture.
My lungs swell with a lipstick-coloured fruit, my song ripens.
My cry is rose.
My land floods with rich words, bingeing poetry.
My touch is toxic and abundant, my clutch wide.
My sweep generous. My hips whitely overflow
from the straight band of my jeans.
Watch winter feed a metamorphosing maggot.
(However, this is not an epitaph. Life is incredibly short
and inflexible. But December doesn't close).
9 comments
- You missed a comma or something after "rose".
- "metamorphosising" should be "metamorphosing".
- "December doesn't close.)" And what the hell does that mean, anyway?
Still it's nice to find one here I like.
-operastar just became a word. So ner.
-why can't those sentences stand alone, grammatically? (This is a genuine question).
-damn, you're right for once
-"December doesn't close" - I am satisfied with this. It is meant to mean "December isn't the end", "December doesn't mean that life is over - winter's not finished, and after winter cometh spring".
'my lungs swell with a lipstick coloured fruit' - I do not know of any arctic purple coloured fruits. Also you lungs swell with a fruit???!
'my hips whitely overflow' - your hips overflow in a whitely manner? maybe a comma after whitely.
'metamorphosing maggot' - what does a maggot metamorphose into?
'december doesn't close' how about 'life, short and inflexible/december does not close.'
But I appreciate the "December does not close".
The lack of enjambment... I don't think it does much for you in this case.
And I agree with half of what Zodiac says, and I'm fine with "ouverture"
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