Eviscerated Poems | Examples

unforced errors

In tennis,
Love means nothing.
Off the court,
It’s everything.
 
Tennis and love start the same—
Your pulse quickens, hands shake.
Your first high school match,
You lose the opening service game to love.
You would’ve felt less gutted
Had your opponent eviscerated you.
 
Tennis is a game
Of little lives and quiet deaths,
Each break point converted, electric—
Every winner a shock to the heart.
The points lost to careless mistakes internally bleed you,
Matches lost as a result of a million little cuts.
 
You could hold a eulogy
For each match lost,
Mourning them from the bleachers,
Hoping your team won’t feel the same loss.
 
The court slips away,
The way he did—
Your reach, no matter how fierce,
Falls short.
You swing, you miss—
The same way you lost him,
By fractions.
By fleeting moments.
By flaws you thought you could fix.
 
And when you walk off court,
It’s like leaving him again—
Bruised and breathless,
Haunted by points you’ll never win back.
 
The first time you fall in love,
He doesn’t stay.
And you carry it with you,
A soft ache beneath the skin,
Like the match you almost won
But couldn’t quite keep
In your hands.

God's Meek Ones

We are the innocent ones who were verbally and 
physically eviscerated by heathens who deemed us weak.  

The evil ones punished our hearts, souls and minds
leaving us in an internal pool of blood.  

We endured the ruthlessness and brutality from all whom
wrongly believed they were somehow above us.  

There were so many of us children living in fear and
desperation, while countless turned a blind eye to us.

My hope for God’s meek ones is that their memory of the 
inhumane persecution doesn’t cause them pain forever.  

I’m writing this for all of God’s meek ones, who are 
the chosen ones that our abusers failed in destroying. 

My promise to God’s meek ones is that a divine light will
shine down guiding, protecting and leading them to Heaven.

Surely, as God’s meek ones, we will be looked upon as
His most precious and pure!

My heartfelt sincerest gratitude is for my beloved Aunt Flo, her
kindness helped me to feel worthy giving me back faith in God.

To all the Meek Ones trust that God will create a way through all 
your pain and know that no one can stand against Him!

Breaking, Broken, Breakthrough

Breaking apart
your verbal
sledgehammer
demolishes me
words that crush
all that I am
all that I thought
while I try to find
rhyme or reason 
for the assualt.

Broken down
As floods of malice
pour out from wounds
I could not see
in you, from you
I am broken
beyond repair
It's only cold now
now that I see
you no longer care.

Break through, a must
to breath.
I deconstruct
everything I am.
It's no longer of import
why you eviscerated
me with your words
why you left me
as you did.
In the end
you didn't love me
was what occurred.

Oranges

When you rest, your head between my shoulder and jaw
My eyes forget every weight they ever carried or ever saw
I'm just a man, but to me, you are the world without every flaw
When your sweet oranges look up at me, I am forever in awe
My sadness is eviscerated by each breath you will ever draw

A Disappearance

Left so overwhelmed 
with all the tomfoolery;
Drowning in why try;
Operating in my lane,
never meant to set the pace;

Not made to follow, 
they go right as I turn left;
Throw in a white flag;
My heart eviscerated,
I’m stuck between fight or flight;

Thinking of the group 
that already forgot me;
A disappearance 
from them and an about face,
you just can’t save everything.

A Minor Casualty of Free Speech

     "From the River to the Sea
        'Palestine' will be free"

      Freely articulated ~
         Seven million Jews eviscerated

Objects of Affection

“Objects of Affection” 

Objects of affection
drop like white marbles
from the sky 
we love to look 
to our heaven
for all kinds
of angels

all’s fair in 
love and war
when faith 
and belief 
in a stronger
unified existence
that type of love, denied

trust 
walks out the door
along a fine sharp line
sucked into that endless place
where the black ball 
is dropped,
compartmentalised

life interrupted
for the unheard 
taken down 
by the unnecessary
silent swift intervention,
interrogated, eviscerated,
true autopsy, denied

what is love
to the alienated 
gone AWOL alien
true fabric 
orchestrated 
by the external 
as something other, 

superficial, 
the internal, inconvenient, 
briefly recognised
worthless feelings 
buried deep, the complex 
compartmentalised
non-copacetic;

by the artificial copacetic
written off blithely,
non-evolutionary
the revolution de-loused,
time spent of no importance,
touch and emotions
clinically extinct

love
unknown 

life
unrecognised

of unknown origin
unidentified

(LadyLabyrinth / 2023)

Born To Greatness

One born to greatness is oft ill-fated
    His swift denouement unanticipated

  All the advantages repudiated
    ~ by his own dagger eviscerated

A Heart's Tale

The catch in your breath
  your pulsating chest

You're lightheaded, silly
  tongue babbling, willy-nilly

Eviscerated, all that
  when she crosses your path

Your heart turned to stone
  bare survival alone

Lets Break Some Rules

they haven't made
watch the revolution from the shade
s are not afraid
prove myself to me
What did i offend
bring a friend a fiend a find fin
not the end
my words
breakin pat
terns part
nerd
break me into dust
i'm the fin
est
In greed i dent
Glass glows kisses
and go take a  yer
selling the apart
eviscerated visit rated
me n'satan would be mates
God looks in my direction and shakes his head
 them
if a joke they can't Kant morally take
Standing
------------
Shoulders
Of
Giants
watching them shake
boom boom
the new shmoo new mooves

Lovely Ideas

Paper’s blank stare
haunting
frigid winter breeze
mocking
musings warm notions
memories
revelries and illusory
moments
haunting scenes hues
vignettes
an ineffable sacred
history
inundates overcomes my
senses
false fashions these
delusions
evocative and sublime
beguiling
vacated slowly razed
gutted
cast asunder aside
irretrievable
taunting lovely ideas
recede
languish and diminish
weaken
lovely ideas influence
eviscerated
tomb of unmistakable
oblivion.


(click on picture for Angst & Anger)

What Kind of Town Is This

Chicago's roots nourished Deep
   Calumny, Crime, Corruption
Oh, that a mutant twig or leaf appear
   That's not eviscerated as Disruption

I Give Up

This fight is over. I am done.
Eviscerated I can't cry.
My strength, my dreams, my hopes are gone.
I guess, this is my last goodbye.

'Cause I am broken and forlorn,
Too deaf to hear, too blind to see
That I have always been alone
And there is no one here for me.

I turn to ashes. And it's real.
Just let me drink that one more cup
Of pain, that I'm so tired to feel,
And no more suffer...
                                         I give up

A Vengeful Sea

Tides of angry crashing waves swell tall
The shore abruptly braces itself
Ancient books and secrets have held
This thousand year old epic battle 
Famous fortunes fortold of this war
Hundreds of fight to settle the score
creatures emerge from the murky deep
abandoning all reason or sympathy 
The salty sweat of its razor tongue 
Lashes out and melts the once brilliant sun
Cursed the landscape into dust
Cliffs and mountains all forsaken 
No longer grace us with their wisdom
A thousand years crushed eviscerated
A scorched earth now blackened ashes
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Evisceratated 13

Eviscerated,
my offal,
donated transplants.

MagiCicada 13 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Maureen McGreavy

06/15/18

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