immortal

[rshreve]

to live forever
where death has no conception
imagination

[still.trucking]

nothing so immortal to me today
as the spirit of poetry


A lot said in those 3 lines
all true

thank you

[Hollweg]

Death sees through his mouth
Do not become distracted
By his painted eyes.

[rshreve]

with eyes pitched in black
sweet nectar of crimson red
quenching the undead

[one of those jerks]

red as Prego

it's all in there
the grotesque the sublime
the undead the unborn
immortal mundane
the spirit of poetry
being the music
I can't imagine

thank you all for the poetry

[Night Writer]

His teeth sinking in
Throbbing pulse rate escalating
Change is beginning

[one of those jerks]

The Banality of Evil
adorno auschwitz
Hiroshima Jonestown
Rwanda Joseph Conrad
Vampires bite
and tax imagination
changes are done
slouching towards Verdun
Poetry is all there is
to dwell in

“The blood jet is poetry and there is no stopping it.”

[joel]

think of a color
outside our lights' spectrum
no one's seen it yet

[saw]

great haiku.....there is often more power in economy, as is true in this case