Comp. Poem - Shreds

[Inam]

Hey i'm quite new here...no idea how the competition works or even where to actually post. anyways, i'm posting something here called 'Shreds' for the Comp. had earlier posted something called 'Lines for Leonard' in this forum. Will that count too?


Shreds


the last train snakes away

the last train of music
leaves our world.

no one gets down
at the blue station of beauty.

the train meets the vulture
at the vanishing point,
in my painting…

where waits an old friend,
with dancers
in her wet collar bones…

she asks me to tear her,
in every shred…

…occult is her feet
and her prayer an inferno.

Garcia,
Garcia

today you can confess,
you were the one
who bridged god, salt and naked whores

and boarded the train of dancers.

you were the one
conversing in the raw mist
with werewolves.

then I tell my old friend,

“I stole the truth from unwilling prophets

and here I am
painting streets with vanishing points;

would you like it if I tore you?”

blue and occult is her feet.




[Note: Garcia is Federico Garcia Lorca of course]

http://inam-poetry.blogspot.com

[lizzytysh]

Hi Inam ~

Thanks for your willingness to participate; however, the poetry contest has ended. The contestants and the winners have been posted. The contest also had a particular, specific theme. So, watch for the contest next year. Since its inception, it's been an annual event. [I think that's right, isn't it Michael? Was there a year missed? I don't think so... oh, the leftovers from y'all's bottles are getting to me. Better get ready for work, while I still can.]


~ Lizzy

[Inam]

of course!! a bit too late i guess heh .... so wat were the prizes like ... i can guess