To Write a Poem Is a Mortal Sin

You hedonise yet killed your gamble Coveting, lusting, groping for words. You penetrate her deepest thoughts Imprison her, criminal humanoid. You steal her breath in the strokes of your pen Your delirious limerick strangling her. But your words in aching beauty Gratify the body of your poetry. Now you reached the climax in your robust stanza The provocative lines steaming desire. You hit upon another magnum opus A mortal sin told in the poem of Oedipus.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Farley Iv Avatar
August 6, 2013 at 6:09 AM
Loved this one! Good write-Patrick Farley IV
Cheesman Avatar
October 3, 2012 at 12:43 AM
Another interesting and enjoyable write Glenn. Glad I stopped by - Shaz
Johnson Avatar
June 25, 2012 at 9:19 PM
great poetry i see here mate, well done...
Cooke Avatar
June 21, 2012 at 9:30 AM
I like this very well written. The last line spoils the flow a little, still I like it
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