Home » Poems » Justin Bordner » Zodiac Zombie

Zodiac Zombie

She cries comets of burning ice rocketing through a wilderness of bleeding rubies her constellation, Anaconda, the 13th Sign, drinker of soul wine, Her cheeks permafrosted with white agony the accumulation of eons without the lips of her Man's love mercy, When the word WHY becomes an acronym for What Have You, When knowledge of loss is your only gain, When questions and answers no longer serve a frantic heart rebellion is the necessary blessing of love becoming beast, When everything sacred seems destin to be violated and reborn as a beautiful monster she became, the Zodiac Zombie, her heart a super nova explosion, a demoness on the breath of Death's delay hunting hearts born through her Star House, asphyxiating the affection of all who incarnate through her system, feeding on the veins of fresh obsession, of virgin devotion, Legend has it that she births the great Poets and Rebels for their passion is unparalleled in pride and sweet sacrafice, she is the Zodiac Zombie, Queen of the Black Sea, Goddess of love bleeding - J.A.B.

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 9/22/2014 10:21:00 PM

wow, this one reminds me of a poem I wrote of a goddess who sucks men dry!! She seems capable of anything and your imagery is spectacular!!

Justin Bordner
Date: 9/23/2014 1:23:00 PM

I believe I read that poem Andrea, a masterpiece of beautiful, aplomb predation with Athena the angel of seduction. I love vivd imagry that becomes visceral, wraps around the core of heart and soul, however the meaning is always paramount. She is a spirit of extreme pain and passion. J.A.B.

Eileen Manassian

Date: 9/1/2014 2:10:00 PM

Just read through this one again...Trying to understand this Queen. I don't know if she is to be honored or abhorred? Either way...nice to read you...always.

Justin Bordner
Date: 9/1/2014 4:59:00 PM

I love this poem, for it's dark passion and mystery Eileen. She is a force like no other, to be respected by all, and loved only by the most brave. J.A.B.

Kelly Deschler

Date: 8/19/2014 12:42:00 AM

This is an extraordinary write that was both fascinating and enchanting. I loved your detailed descriptions of her beauty. Awesome poem, Justin!

Justin Bordner
Date: 8/19/2014 8:59:00 PM

Thankx Kelly, her beauty is a sorrow in the splendor of survival. Composing this poem was an extraordinary intellectual, technical and spiritual challenge for me, thank Deity, I found a way to honor my inspiration. J.A.B.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 8/14/2014 11:29:00 PM

I am sure if you could help her you would. I am very surprised by this poem. A beautiful monster you say. Interesting, way in putting this Zodiac Zombie, together. I am very pleased to read this poem. No one, is to capture, the reality of the dead inside. Well done Justin, if only one could gain more than heartache. Life would be more than a dream. OH WELL!!! Negativity will find its way, no matter how much light is shed around the darkness that follows the innocent. A high 7... LINDA

Justin Bordner
Date: 8/15/2014 1:56:00 AM

The Innocent must explore the dark to find the dawn. I share your thoughts on dreams and heartache Linda. I have the remedy. The soulful wisdom of your comment is much appreciated my Sphinx...J.A.B.

Monterey Sirak

Date: 8/4/2014 7:25:00 AM

Wow! This is riveting work. She may be evil, but you create feeling for the woman lost inside with lines like "her cheeks permafrosted with white agony"

Justin Bordner
Date: 8/4/2014 8:16:00 PM

She is " Beyond Good and Evil..." Monterey, She is a heart on fire! J.A.B.

B. Maxine Revolution

Date: 8/4/2014 6:54:00 AM

Love it :)

Justin Bordner
Date: 8/4/2014 8:06:00 PM

You love It because you understand her fury, hurt, and her heart's hunger Maxine...J.A.B.

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 8/3/2014 7:23:00 PM

She sounds like a human black hole, sucking those close to her into her vortex!

Justin Bordner
Date: 8/3/2014 7:59:00 PM

She is a powerful force, and inspires much revolution in hearts and minds. Worthy of reverence and love, but She requires rich sacrafice, She is insatiable and exacting. Your comment is xool Richard, thanks for visiting. J.A.B.

Verlena S. Walker

Date: 8/2/2014 4:57:00 PM

Must she walk in a trance or is it that she puts others in a poetic pose. This is done well Justin. What is the truth of the stars? Can any woman be a goddess? LVerlena

Justin Bordner
Date: 8/3/2014 2:29:00 AM

She dies to be worshiped, survives on others pure love, inspires poetic sacrafice Verlena. The truth of the stars is that they bleed for life. No, a woman cannot be a Goddess, but a Goddess can be a woman Verlena. Loving your thoughts, they honor this write. J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal

Date: 8/1/2014 11:21:00 AM

"When questions and answers no longer serve a frantic heart rebellion is the necessary blessing of love becoming beast, When everything sacred seems destin to be violated and reborn as a beautiful monster"Those are some intriguing lines, Justin. This entire poem is awesome-thanks for sharing! I really like the first stanza and the following 2 lines; very descriptive and establishes a beautiful intro into the depth of this being. Always, Laura

Justin Bordner
Date: 8/1/2014 8:28:00 PM

A very rewarding analysis, as to be expected from you Laura, a great writer with a great desire to understand motivations and emotions. I appreciate much your awareness of the introduction's concordance with the main body's meaning. "She cries comets of burning ice rocketing through a wilderness of bleeding rubies..." , that's my favorite line Laura...J.A.B.

Eileen Manassian

Date: 7/31/2014 4:34:00 PM

That's quite a lady you've describe. As ever. .... your writes are intriguing, Justin. She is ferocious and wild. .... untamed and free. .... your Muse had been hard at work. Zombies scare me..... but other than that.....I wish her well.

Justin Bordner
Date: 7/31/2014 8:43:00 PM

Zombies scare even themselves Eileen, because their dire hunger and hunt ends not. My Muse is devoted, diligent, and dangerous. Although she has freedom she leaves not from my heart's heat Eileen...J.A.B.

Nette Onclaud

Date: 7/31/2014 1:34:00 PM

mythical in content and astronomically beguiling, Justin.. huggs

Justin Bordner
Date: 7/31/2014 8:57:00 PM

She is a supernatural beauty, and a ferocious survivor Nette. I'm glad my poem fills your nigjt sky with legend and suspense. Looking forward to reading your newest work. J.A.B.

Arlene Smith

Date: 7/31/2014 6:56:00 AM

If the legend is true, she certainly gave birth to you, my poetic friend... I have just become, today, your newest fan... Hugs.. Arlene

Justin Bordner
Date: 8/1/2014 1:53:00 AM

She is apart of my Soul Arlene. Her comets race through my veins. It feels special to know you Arlene, your work opens my eyes. J.A.B.