Monday, 24 October 2011

JEANNE

scared & skinny
scare-crowed undercut
mandraked to her horse
like an erect clot of mane
taut & terrifying to her officers
her country
her king

stinking freemen
in mirrored puddles
of dank mud
rippled face upon face
her sole beacon
but she is outside
her democratic horror
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8 comments:

  1. Anonymous25 October 2011 at 15:37

    Very cool.

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  2. Scarlet7 November 2011 at 06:01

    she looks so brave and strong... nice play of words....nice to meet you ~

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  3. Maxwell Mead Williams Robinson Barry9 November 2011 at 09:15

    you have made her real.

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  4. Sherry Blue Sky25 May 2012 at 11:28

    I especially like "rippled face upon face". I can see them!

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  5. Daydreamertoo25 May 2012 at 21:43

    Oh, I bet she is a force to be reckoned with! Great imagery in this!

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  6. Ella27 May 2012 at 13:29

    I enjoyed your words and this playful view~

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  7. Unknown30 May 2012 at 06:41

    The intensity of this piece is nearly overwhelming. You created a powerful poem, here, Matthew.

    http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2012/05/26/all-you-got/

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  8. Anonymous10 June 2013 at 14:52

    Strong poem, Matthew. You've captured Jeanne' strangeness - many writers domesticate her.

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