Corridors of Thought
A surreal poem
Intersect me.
Split me open
In the center
Of the old forest
Where witches
Went off to die
And wizards
Howled through
Moonless nights,
Losing every bit
Of themselves
To the cold wind
Of inevitable
Change.
.
Intercept me
Pick me off
Before I get
A chance to
Find my legs.
Wrap your fingers
Around my warmth
And pluck me from
The apple tree before
The frost catches hold.
.
Stop me first
Because I will be
Stopped.
It is only a matter
Of time and patience
Before I am hogtied
To a goalpost,
Strung up and out
Like a winter roast.
A pig in every right.
The glutton of dreams.
About the Creator
Silver Daux
Shadowed souls, cursed magic, poetry that tangles itself in your soul and yanks out the ugly darkness from within. Maybe there's something broken in me, but it's in you too.
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Comments (9)
First of all the photo was stunning. Curious poem. with stunning imagery and mystery. Nicely Done!! I am subscribing to you.
Your imagery is wild in the best way, forests, witches, frost, and fate woven into a single pulse of dread and desire.
It's like you casted a spell
Nice piece
Amazing
Your poem is lovely and swirls with mystery! I think we are riding the same wave of thought and feeling this week. It’s comforting that this dismantling of self that comes with dark and dreary times is not an isolated process after all. 🧡
So good, it has the feel of a coming-of-age story in vibrant poetic form. 👏👏👏💖
This is a curious poem, Silver, that last stanza especially. It's sort of whimsical, speaking of magic to start but then sounding like a frat party gone wrong at the end! Yep, definitely got my thinking cogs whirring...
Wow! Quite the experience. Loved the overall tone of this and all of the really great imagery. -It is only a matter Of time and patience Before I am hogtied To a goalpost, Strung up and out Like a winter roast.- 🤩