Au Revoir

Blood drips cold through breathless necrotic lips, au revoir.
11/09/2017
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Duncan Avatar
March 15, 2018 at 12:34 AM
very interesting imaginative write :) thank you for your nice comments :)
Inman Avatar
March 15, 2018 at 8:43 AM
Meant to be a question about life and death. au revoir (roughly meaning until we meet again) suggests that death may not be the end, but if we continue past death what awaits us, heaven? a vampyric life? ghost? some unknowable dimensional existence where our "soul" mingles with the molecules of the universe and we become the new life that forms on other worlds? Who knows. (Sorry, got a bit existential there). Thanks for the visit.
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November 15, 2017 at 9:49 PM
"Necrotic" - A word we don't see everyday, and a great one to use in a poem! Powerful one, James. Always, Laura
Inman Avatar
November 16, 2017 at 6:22 AM
Thank you again Laura.
Manassian Avatar
November 14, 2017 at 10:54 AM
Yes...the shape of blood. What an interesting way to drip your words on the "page". Necrotic lips cannot praise this piece, so I will! ;)
Inman Avatar
November 14, 2017 at 11:08 AM
Thank you Eileen. What a great comment.
Dietrich Avatar
November 10, 2017 at 7:49 PM
wow, this one is not just sad but VERY imaginatively written.
Inman Avatar
November 10, 2017 at 11:05 PM
Hi Andrea, nice of you to visit. You never sent me the list of poems I asked you for (must reads of yours).
Onclaud Avatar
November 10, 2017 at 2:01 PM
james, i like the poetic mood of this stark write; it leaves much to the imagination!.. thanks for your delightful comment on my poem, ' garnet..' i'm janaury-born , too!.. huggs
Inman Avatar
November 10, 2017 at 6:57 PM
Hi Nette, nice to hear from you. So we have something in common, cool. I used to take my daughters rock hunting in an area called Hiddenite, NC. I once found a small blue Tiger Eye. Thanks for the nice comment.
Gauthier Avatar
November 10, 2017 at 5:29 AM
Nice flow... delightfully dark.
Inman Avatar
November 10, 2017 at 6:13 AM
Thanks for all of the time you've spent with me Line. Au revoir (until we meet again).
Pandit Avatar
November 9, 2017 at 7:14 PM
Feels sad, as intended--well written, James!
Inman Avatar
November 9, 2017 at 9:51 PM
Death is so final, or is it? Thanks for the visit Vijay.
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