Justin Debrosse Poet Elegy

Savage Poets

Lacerated tongue, lilted symbolism
Hearts wrenched in pain
Fever eclipsed, words remain
Darting in the dead of night

Some flat, some bubbling
Bitter, bled, absorbing, churning
Never accepting the day's images
Exactly as they sit

In careful wording, a poet's mind exhibits
Transformation of common currency
Full of grace, full of venom
Seeping where other talk just explains

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James Foulk April 3, 2011 at 8:55 PM some poets have hate and they let you know, some have love, some see the beauty of the world, some don't, each poet sees and feels a different way and writes that way. this was a very creative piece of poetry that came from your heart.