A Short Collection of Trashy Poems

papercut


it came from wrapping
your Christmas present

the first drop
was like a seed

then like crazy love
it grew

the reddest amaryllis
spreading wantonly
across a field of
the purest snow

Very good Haunted. The only suggestion I might make would be to change, "uninhibitedly" (something of a mouthful at 6 syllables) to "relentlessly", which would ease the flow of the stanza.

Live and be well - H

Thanks Hawk. Good catch. I didnt even see it, six syllables, good Lord. Haunted is all about KISSing (keep[ing] it simple stupid, for non-Americans). Only short anglo saxon words here. I got one better, just 3 syllables ;)

This reads like the ultimate sacrifice to a loved one - a gift of intense feelings that can never be adequately reciprocated. One pictures unrequited love somewhere in the mix.

H

Thanks Hill. One can only hope that it's at least acknowledged, if not fully appreciated and comprehended.

Re: "Papercut"

Although brief, this little verse manages to blend both the joy and melancholy of this mystical and at times mystifying season. Good work.

PS Have the happiest of all New Years!

A thing of beauty Haunted.

Thank you so much Auntie for gracing this thread. I wish you the same, happiest of all happiest.

Jerry, so pleased that you enjoyed it.

on the last day of the year


she sneaks in just as
I’m getting the kinks
out of my purple dreads

I know those eyes
shell-shocked by flashbacks
and disturbing dreams
weighing on the fragile frame
inside the pink babydoll dress

she’s welling up
no I won't let her
BIG GIRLS DON'T CRY

but I’m just a little girl

I hurl the hot curling iron
smack into the mirror
glass explodes

I pick up the longest shard
with all my might I thrust it
right in her chest

now I’m ready
for the New Year's party

I detect an element of Black Swan in this Haunted. But purple dreads! Oh dear... :D S2 is problematic as it reads awkwardly. Two one-line declarative statements at the beginning of the verse make it a bit of a jerky read. I'd be inclined to tweak it to allow the thoughts to flow a little more easily. I don't think I like "clearly she never got out" as this enire line could be replaced with the word, "trapped." I think the rest of it works pretty well.

Live and be well - H

Sounds like something Stephen King might have come up with during his 'Carrie' years.
Are we to assume the narrator and 'she' who never gets out are one and the same person (hence the mirror)? Creepy indeed.

H

Hawk, purple dreads (gothic style) are cool, you should try it some time :D
I'll revisit that stanza but the line "clearly she never got out" (vs. "she's stuck") is to mean getting out of that dress as well as her mental state. But I'm pleased that you are pleased with the rest.

Hill, once again you nailed it, (why am I not surprised? :)) It's indeed one and the same person — the death is symbolic in order to start new as signified by a new year. But plot-wise the chance of "she" coming back from the dead is highly probable. How's that for creepy? However if the stabbing is as creepy as you imagined...you got me thinking of a softer ending....

I thought the transition from the "purple dreads" to the narrator's recollection of herself in her "little pink babydoll dress" beautifully pointed up the situation.

And, speaking of pink, check this out:

http://milford.patch.com/articles/so...ke-superheroes

OK Hawk, S2 is edited for a smoother read. Hope you agree. BTW I never watched Black Swan and don't know anything about it.

Prince, glad you picked that up and the contrast worked. Cute video. Pink was indeed my favorite color, talk about predictable!

A happy New Year haunted!!!! and - what a poem. I mean so very powerful. Reading it aloud, I thought these two would benefit from more concision:

I hurl the hot curling iron
smack into the mirror
glass explodes
shards everywhere

I pick up the longest
and sharpest I can find
and thrust it in her chest

just an idea, please disregard if not to your liking:

I hurl the hot curling iron
smack into the mirror
glass explodes

I pick up the longest shard
thrust it in her chest

and now am ready
for the New Year's party

my very best as always, Bar