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Author Name: FreeSensual Sorceress 43 Comments
Date Added: September 11, 2007 06:09:17 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Aftershock

My tattered flesh lies scattered
Beneath your bitter sun.
Where fierce, arid sands
Whip the broken bones bare.
My blood spills like wasted ink
On a love letter, never read,
As the howling winds whistle death songs.
All the delusions of life gone,
Like the lies I still grieve
.
Those sweet offerings fed
A starving heart hemlock.
Innocence lost, love tossed
On broken dreams in aftershock.

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Comments:
Comment By: FreeCathy on July 19, 2008 11:50:45 AM Report
Such a sad and hurtful poem words that reach out to the heart and soul Congratulations on yet another
.......hugs Cathy

Comment By: Freeb doneff on September 11, 2007 09:03:11 AM Report
Never a more painful write, this bites at you drawing blood..ah Sorceress, what will we ever do with you, but more importantly, without you?
Beautiful work, without a single drop of magic..(only yours)
bb

Comment By: ModeratorJillian K. Alexis on August 25, 2007 11:14:11 PM Report

Congratulations Jody!  I am very happy for you, that you won the Featured Poem Of The Week Award...Hugz...Jillian


Comment By: FreesHeRi on June 21, 2007 07:56:44 AM Report
Congrats to you, you deserve the recognition for this poem...***
Comment By: FreeRoger Bacon on June 18, 2007 09:37:16 PM Report
I responded to this earlier, about a year ago, so I'll just say this time congrats on an overdue feature award. 
Comment By: FreeLinear Z on June 18, 2007 05:26:04 PM Report
"Innocence lost, love tossed
On broken dreams in aftershock.
" I love this poem, wonderful stuff as usual Sorceress. Congratulations on the featured.
Love, D.

Comment By: FreeHeike on June 18, 2007 03:41:00 PM Report
The debris of a broken heart... no-one can describe them in the way you do.
Congratulations on your award, Jody!
~Heike

Comment By: FreeHeike on June 18, 2007 03:40:36 PM Report
The debris of a broken heart... no-one can describe them in the way you do.
Congratulations on your award, Jody!
~Heike

Comment By: FreeLady Dragonwyck on June 18, 2007 09:13:42 AM Report
Miss S.S.:  ...and a winner is !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Congratulations on this write.  It is very deserving of the Feature Poem Award. 

 

Lady D  -  oh oh one of the pegasus is looking for a banner for you !!!!

Comment By: FreeAdri on June 18, 2007 03:00:15 AM Report
Congratulations my J, for winning for this piece. 
Adri x

Comment By: FreeS on February 13, 2007 01:49:55 PM Report
nice poem
Comment By: FreeSamuel E. Stone on February 8, 2007 09:30:27 PM Report
Powerful write filled with emotions...well written...


Wishing you well...

Sam

Comment By: FreeGoliath Assassin on February 3, 2007 02:37:10 AM Report
I enjoyed this one alot.  Especially the first six lines.  Very vivid imagery, however greusome.  You portrayed the feeling well.
Comment By: FreeHannah Mae on February 2, 2007 03:11:27 PM Report
This is a beautiful and sad portrayal of how it feels to be hurt and left alone. Well written.

~Shanna M.

Comment By: FreeHenry M. on January 30, 2007 06:30:18 AM Report
I remember this one very well Jody, you really laid you emotions bare in these words. They are just as effective now as they were when I first read them.   Henry
Comment By: FreeSilkinTears on January 29, 2007 10:48:47 PM Report
Wow Jolen..hits you right in the heart.."innocence lost, love tossed On broken dreams in aftershock"...When love hurts the bleeding is hard to stop. I hope you feel better soon.

Hugz my friend

Helen

Comment By: PremiumMelanie on January 29, 2007 08:29:47 PM Report
So very strong and well written. You have described a broken heart, perfectly.

Comment By: FreePelagic Mind on January 29, 2007 06:51:20 PM Report
Well life's a bitch! One day love poems the next depression... But I guess the undersigned all agree you tell it with some style... your style has changed and I like it....
Comment By: PremiumDavid Turner on January 29, 2007 03:01:26 PM Report
A shilling life will give you all the facts:

How father beat him, how he ran away,

What were the struggles of his youth, what acts

Made him the greatest figure of his day:

Of how he fought, fished, hunted, worked all night,

Though giddy, climbed new mountains; named a sea:

Some of the last researchers even write

Love made him weep his pints like you and me.

With all his honours on, he sighed for one

Who, say astonished critics, lived at home;

Did little jobs about the house with skill

And nothing else; could whistle, would sit still

Or potter round the garden; answered some

Of his long marvellous letters but kept none

A shilling life will give you all the facts:

How father beat him, how he ran away,

What were the struggles of his youth, what acts

Made him the greatest figure of his day:

Of how he fought, fished, hunted, worked all night,

Though giddy, climbed new mountains; named a sea:

Some of the last researchers even write

Love made him weep his pints like you and me.

With all his honours on, he sighed for one

Who, say astonished critics, lived at home;

Did little jobs about the house with skill

And nothing else; could whistle, would sit still

Or potter round the garden; answered some


Of his long marvellous letters but kept none

Hi Jolen - I hope this is not your fate:-


A shilling life will give you all the facts:


How father beat him, how he ran away,


What were the struggles of his youth, what acts


Made him the greatest figure of his day:


Of how he fought, fished, hunted, worked all night,


Though giddy, climbed new mountains; named a sea:


Some of the last researchers even write


Love made him weep his pints like you and me.


With all his honours on, he sighed for one


Who, say astonished critics, lived at home;


Did little jobs about the house with skill


And nothing else; could whistle, would sit still


Or potter round the garden; answered some


Of his long marvellous letters but kept none.

 

It is Auden on A E Houseman and his lifelong passion for a boy who rejected him.

 

David

Comment By: FreeAngel on January 29, 2007 02:47:01 PM Report
What a wonderful write fantastic image of a broken heart

 

Love Angelx

Comment By: FreeSuzin on January 29, 2007 01:38:51 PM Report
This poem was amazing.  You created the perfect image of a broken
heart, I can really feel he emotion in this.  Now I want to cry
lol, I loved the poem.


Comment By: FreeLast Temple Knight on January 29, 2007 01:00:16 PM Report
When love hurts... it hits deeply and hurts so much.

My heart goes out to you my friend...

Comment By: FreeLady Dragonwyck on January 29, 2007 12:39:46 PM Report

Ms Sensual:  very well told ---


Lady D


 


Comment By: FreeThe Mystic Poet on July 13, 2006 10:33:19 PM Report
Just what we'd expect from the one and only jolen
Comment By: PremiumPaul on June 10, 2006 10:30:04 PM Report
I really Like this a lot - I would love to hear you read it to hear how you apply the beat

I applied a couple of diffent beats to it which had a significant impact.

Paul

Comment By: FreeChuck on May 31, 2006 08:48:45 PM Report
it's perfect...
Comment By: PremiumMary Lou Allen on May 25, 2006 11:03:40 PM Report
If there's a better description of a broken heart somewhere, I haven't run into it yet. Well done, Ms. S. ML
Comment By: FreeAbbas on May 22, 2006 02:44:05 AM Report
"My blood spills like wasted ink"
Imaginative superiority - how can a feeling be more expressed than this.
BRAVO!!!

Abbas.
Comment By: FreeWide Awake on May 20, 2006 08:37:07 AM Report
Oh...my goodness...how you weave you passions into words...very powerful imagery dear Sorceress.

Had me wincing throughout its paths...

Excellence in poetry, once more dear Lady, well writ!

Best wishes,
Pamela
Comment By: FreeSharon Jorcil James on May 20, 2006 06:35:59 AM Report
Truly an emotionally painful write. The title is very befitting as well.
Exceptional work my friend.

Sharon JJ
Comment By: FreeHenry M. on May 19, 2006 08:03:32 AM Report
Such pain expressed in these stellar lines Jody, you have really emptied the emotional vault on this one! Absolutely brilliant writing Jody. Henry
Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on May 19, 2006 01:25:13 AM Report
WHAT CAN I SAY THAT HASN'T BEEN SAID?? A TALE YOU HAVE TOLD IN YOUR WAY!! I THINK MOST OF US HAS BEEN THERE ONE TIME OR ANOTHER.. ~ SHE
Comment By: FreeCindy Bendel on May 19, 2006 12:55:16 AM Report
Wow is right! You leave the reader stunned and in awe Jody! Great lines, what more can I say.
Amazing talent, for sure Ms S!!

~Cindy
Comment By: TrialAnn on May 18, 2006 11:11:17 PM Report
And wasted ink becomes the howling wind of sweet offerings of innocence knowing and love dreaming ......there is always tomorrow....great write Jody....
Comment By: PremiumKeith Overstreet on May 18, 2006 10:52:14 PM Report
What a fine piece Jody. Your talent is amazing!
You tell it so well in a poem...life lived.
Keith
Comment By: FreeRoger Bacon on May 18, 2006 08:26:27 PM Report
Regrets. Now that is something that can divide a room. Young and strong we don't think it is possible to regret anything in our lives. Older and perhaps those regrets start filling idle time but only to make us stronger and maybe a bit contrite. This is a poem that makes one think about things.
Comment By: PremiumJoe McNinney on May 18, 2006 06:53:24 PM Report
I will feed your heart,
give you all the love you need,
I will stay by your side,
guide you until your soul is freed.

I couldn't help it, Joe
Comment By: PremiumJoe McNinney on May 18, 2006 06:52:14 PM Report
I can feel the pain and regret in this write Jody, terrific! Joe
Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on May 18, 2006 06:07:46 PM Report
Boy!!...When you take a trip to Pitsville, you don't mess around!!.."Innocence lost, love tossed
On broken dreams in aftershock"...Ther's a killer ending if I ever saw one.......and I saw one...Powerful, my poetic Aces...Yereverimpressedandproudfurball
Comment By: Freeaaron payne on May 18, 2006 04:33:09 PM Report
'On broken dreams in aftershock.', strong line.
very sad. aaron
Comment By: Freetom on May 18, 2006 04:20:58 PM Report
great poem Jody hopefull something like this well only make us stronger If not Im in trouble lol. excellent penning hon
hugs kisses
tom
Comment By: FreeLinear Z on May 18, 2006 03:47:02 PM Report
Beautiful! Another great poem sorceress. You paint an amazing picture.
Comment By: FreeCandy on May 18, 2006 03:46:18 PM Report
the last 2 lines awesome!!! luv the write hun!!




 


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