Spoiled

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A COLD EMBRACE on Promocave

fraying feathers
          darkened wings
               fetid furls from
     perished things ...

          moldering meat
               or rancid minds
     guts with grace
of rotting rinds ...

               evil, monstrous
     saints so small
crept with claws
          a clasping crawl ...

bound for glory
          bound in blood
               stained in gory
     bright red mud ...

          danced, a deed
               from icy breath
     those lips of life
that kiss ... of death.

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V. Deepa

Date: 8/26/2020 9:26:00 PM

"evil, monstrous saints so small crept with claws a clasping crawl "...each of your lines are dark. Gregory sir.. excellent imageries..:-) As I rarely participate in Brian sir's Contest..I don't see you.And miss the opportunity of wishing you Congratulations for always shining on top of the list.. which I loved the most:-) Hope your fine.Take care.Keep writing and keep inspiring us(like I always say) :-)Warm regards!!

John Watt

Date: 8/5/2020 11:25:00 AM

Dark and deep, with your typical mastery of rhyme, tone, vocab, and ambiguity. Enjoyed this read, Edgar Allan Barden!

Arturo Michael

Date: 8/3/2020 10:45:00 AM

Rotting words of death...Dark one

John Hamilton

Date: 8/3/2020 6:53:00 AM

Uh oh, there's a poe-like figure back on the soup, another dark gem G, this was fun to read, like a horror or a thriller, I could hear Vincent Price narrating this one!