Cocktails

Freedom comes from the one who left..

and I beckon the audience who stands before me,

and I am standing here in the deepest ocean ,

can you see me ,

I will never drown,

I am the power you tried to sustain,

and I...

turn my back on you as you call my name ,

and I ask my audience can they keep up with me?

who will be my next intention?

for I am a virgin to love,

a whore to life ,

come share my leather secrets,

can you get past my disguise ?

I dare you to try !

Shattered glass might scar you left from broken hearts 

but  I can mend you ,

If you can stand with me in my ocean

if you can catch me

if you can keep me

blood and bone

and don't forget sweat

 swallow me

do you see me ?

As I stand here bare...

scared...

empty...

power..

My audience...

written -Amy Everett

9-29-08
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Spence Sr Avatar
October 16, 2008 at 2:22 PM
I like the flow of this poem and the figurative language. I can see the ocean and love surrounding the figure in the middle. The imagery of love is wonderful. Great job and welcome to Poetry Soup! ~Joseph
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October 4, 2008 at 9:01 AM
You scare me Amy Just kidding. Your poem was very unique. Blessings Michael
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