With lean feet I capered above the snug grits, by peals
Inlaid with black and bells, once I cavorted…
Amongst the chimes the rumors evade, tears did not hesitate.
Curses relied on my weary back, as gods forgot the recipes.
Limping through coarse jests and gags, as a wretched under the howling bridge
Copulated with the anathema of my life.
Once I cavorted between trees and marble squares, thought petals would never fall.
As boundless autumn blows, tales impoverished and colors atrophied.
Owls have abandoned the halls of echoes, pages raved, bells whined.
Sewed the nights when I frisked, while hearsays seized a foolish hat…
Scars instead of eyes, but ears shall hear a howling bridge.
Forever I shall chime, forever as a jester
Frisking gloomy dances, peal by peal, capering above dry herbs.
Smiles collapsed toward the squares, echoes of owls.
Forever I shall chime, forever as a fool
Unhearing rumors evade, and tears does not hesitate.















Comments
Love your work
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sometimes the hidden secrets are there because you can't talk about it, afraid or just unable to do it...
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I am nothing but shards of divinity
Beautiful, BEAUTIFUL piece. Amazing imagery, you're just an incredible writer.
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It's the end of the world as we know it
and I feel fine
I think you're right about the line " thought petals will never fall"...
My inspiration? well, this poem came out from the "Nocturnal Jester" who became a character in my life, at the first it was a poem i wrote about myself, and now it's kinda a part of me... it gives me lot of inspirations and ideas...
The "unhearing rumors" are the feelings i thought i'll never feel, the things i didn't believe in, or i didn't want to believe in, denied everything... wish i could explain it, but i don't think i can explain it in writing... (and english is not my first language)...
and again, thank you...
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I am nothing but shards of divinity
Perhaps...
I like the name for this character... Interesting way of writing as well.
Ahh... I think I get the basic idea. I wasn't aware that english is not your first language, you write far too beautifully in it. What is your original? How long have you been speaking english?
Welcome of course
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It's the end of the world as we know it
and I feel fine
My english of course is from school, but most of it is from reading...
and again, thank you mon digne...
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I am nothing but shards of divinity
Heh, they try to teach us languages in school, but unless that's really what you're trying to study you never become fluent.
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It's the end of the world as we know it
and I feel fine
as i alway say, if you want to learn something, learn by yourself, school only gives you the sheets...
and as my shirt says, all i need to know about life, i learn from killing smart people and eating their brains
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I am nothing but shards of divinity
I should probably work on that.
And I think I want your shirt
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It's the end of the world as we know it
and I feel fine
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