Poet Tellaferro Poet Free verse

Razored Heart I

Cold steel in tempest.
Turn of the screw.
Long night desires;
Your eyes are afire.
Blades sharp…
Time conspirers
Ill will of heart
Eyes burn at imagery.
Winds cool the soul.
Eons turn and stop…
A Tempest in a steel teapot.
Scream the razored heart
Full of blackened
Mechanical parts…

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L Milton Hankins April 24, 2021 at 6:53 PM Very interesting verse, Jehiel. I wasn't exactly sure what you were describing, but nice imagery. Poet Tellaferro April 24, 2021 at 7:26 PM Thanks for the comment, my work is very cryptic, some of if is clear, most is like a rorschach test its up to you decide. Getting into yours and enjoying it.