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Bitter Nightshade

I fall
deeper
into the swamp
your words
creep
from beneath
choking me
twisting
constricting
pulling me
under
your murky water
filling my head
with confusion
filling my eyes
with disillusion
filling my mouth
with lies
as your lips
touch mine
sucking me
under
further
deeper
into
your swamp
until
you are all I can taste
and
I am entwined
in your vines
slowly
creeping
into my
heart
©2007-2009 ~dream-head
:icondream-head:

Author's Comments

Ever found it hard to break free from the destructive vines of someone that you loved?..long enough for those vines to pull you under again and creep back inside your heart?..even if just for a moment?...

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:iconmissleo:
Beautifully written Cass-even though it's obviously 'dark' As always it creates a wonderful visual diary in my head as I read it- it's great to see you working hard at your gift and love of words & it's definitely showing through in the work you keep producing.
:iconmayo920777:
Nice work. A very refreshing perspective for a very sad and trying time in life. Brings back a lot of memories that I haven't been able to shake away.
:icondream-head:
Thank you Erin :) the artist in you creating pictures from what you read... :)

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Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away - Carl Sandburg
:icondream-head:
Thanks mayo920777, I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment. Looking forward to checking out your work :)

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Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away - Carl Sandburg
:iconmissleo:
Only with writing that I like & that creates good visuals :)
:iconshadow-mantis:
I love the way you've used imagery to enhace the feeling the reader takes away from this. A feeling which you have captured perfectly. Naturally, a lot of people have this experience, and now the person involved in mine will never again be thought about without looking like some weird viney-swampy plant thing. Very nice :D

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Just make-believe.
:icondream-head:
Thank you Shadow-Mantis, I appreciate you taking the time to give me your thoughts, I really like that people can see the imagery :) Bitter Nightshade is an actual vine that scrambles over plants and is poisonous to humans.... seemed to fit the poem well!

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Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away - Carl Sandburg

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