Statuesque

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Statuesque

Postby Saturn » Wed Apr 18, 2007 11:34 pm

Statuesque

Numbness settles now
Like an overnight frost.
Chiselled to perfection
This portrait is done.

Bowed by an inactivity
Frenetic in its idleness;
The slumber of night
Steals my daydreams.

Silent and still, I pose
With an archaic smile,
A fixed, stupid grin
Of deceptive glee.

Frozen in a coma,
A study of form,
Silent and ageless
A marble-clad life.
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"Oh what a misery it is to have an intellect in splints".
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Postby dks » Thu Apr 19, 2007 6:35 pm

I like your interior meaning here...

I particularly love this:

Silent and still, I pose
With an archaic smile,
A fixed, stupid grin
Of deceptive glee.

Frozen in a coma,
A study of form,
Silent and ageless
A marble-clad life.


I love 'frozen' and 'coma' together in the same line...they taste delicious in that stanza...I love the language in this one, Stephen, (you know how I love words and language) It's palatable--'chiselled' and 'frost' in the same stanza, too--yum...like jello and a chocolate Wendy's Hamburgers frostie...

Nice one, good man...
"I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections and the Truth of Imagination."
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Postby Saturn » Thu Apr 19, 2007 9:57 pm

I wish I had a clue what this poem is about though - I'm not sure myself and I wrote it.

I blame the drugs :?
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