Shattered Lives

[virtuoso]

The corporeal ties still bound
but in the scaled distance
a scaffold towered
shadowing the concrete parameters
of a teetering marriage
In the oscillating winds
two, callous hearts drifted
as the sun slowly set
melting thin, worn facades
Through the prism of filtered dreams,
only the ruffled seams now showed
Into the twilight, shaded with melancholy,
they slipped into the dark, hovering shadow
With each triangulating step
the disorienting climb continued
until reaching the hollow platform,
the precipice of discontinuity
Still shining, lacquered planks
gilded with false hopes, while
hiding the organic stems
which earlier had yielded growth
Symbolic nails spliced the worn grooves,
quick morning hugs, token bedtime kisses,
as the shifting surface splintered
and two stubborn hearts
blindfolded from their pending fate
staggered towards dissolution
while the executioner, fate,
strummed his midnight requiem
The noose of apathy cradled each mind
then, suddenly, spinal cords twitched
as fears of rejection mounted
the tension tightened around captive souls
struggling to free their tortured spirits,
and the civil accord snapped
rupturing the main artery
all communication ceased
two, lifeless forms quickly disintegrated
Once tender hearts
percolated no warmth
once animated limbs
shared no touches

[bessecar]

A very densely packed poem,virtuoso. I like the piling of the images. What would you like to be done with this piece? Is it finished?

[virtuoso]

It is the melancholy trip of two, negligent lovers to the chopping block. This is, indeed, the final, edited version. It is quiet dense, as the metaphorical allusion runs the length of the poem. What would I like to do with it now? I would love to paste it on the wall of a marriage counselor's office. Thanks for stopping by, and commenting on the poem!

[MysteryGirl]

Very well written and a beautiful metaphor.
I love this line:
Through the prism of filtered dreams,
only the ruffled seams now showed