A single dol invariable to one hit after another
Giving way to the crashing waves of the latter
Bridged fortuitously of such impervious carnage
Thereby ensuing events, sharply implying
Such righteous and just noticeable differences

The effects of one ”soul” cause, colored by sentiment
Breeds a sonic wave of discernible correspondence
Greeted through opaque windows of time
Gilded eyes regard such ravenous penchant for pity
Employing the senses of what was once a tactile measurement of reference
Recoiling from the likes of their own pigmented apparitions

Insurgent waves of frightened spectators
Batter the shore of sublime stupidity
Undistinguishable from the faculties of the mind
Casting doubt upon the masses
As the snake pitches its own skin
Leaving behind a phantom limb

Kym
2007

CAUCUS


crooning suits fetching the collective
therein lining the grey attic

conceived in martyrdom
masquerading these false prophecies
within saccharine laced hymens

baring nebulous parables to the wary and confused
candidly within this compound
decrepit syllables slide off such forked tongues
staining the eyes of pearls

inconspicuously leaving behind impressions of half-truths
bitter to the taste
yet arousing conceit upon the crest of complacency
driving home
the nails

……

Kym N.
2007

Gràinne Ghole…
Bore down wry knoll
Trepidation- unhinged
Agitation- infringed

Sibling of Mademoiselle Gwyn
Lover of Blithe thy kissing kin

Fears morality and cotter pin
Needs iniquity deep within

She who gives duplicity
Would like to see skullduggery
Resident of Judas Hole
…Agrimony Coal




Kym N.
2007

Neuropathy Grid

Clearing debris
My sight
Un-opened

Threading through
The eye
Of my
Lascivious dreams

Lacing such
Lucid perceptions
Bridged between

A broken wall
This path
Of lacrimal
Ascension

Hidden behind
These secret
Beveled tears

Heralding my
Epinephric blue
From once
Drawn upon
Viscous lines

Eyes wide open…

Touch me
On this legacy
Follow through

Take me
All the way
Surrender by
The index

Pointing to
The totality
Of I

Connecting the
Cardinal points
A neuropathy
Periphery circuit

Heralding my
Epinephric blue
From once
Drawn upon
Viscous lines

Eyes wide open…

All is clear
Through eyes
Wide open

Kym N.

Interesting work. Definately a style of poetry that caters more towards those who love linguistic choices: the sound of words and the way words work together. The first two were better than the other (in my opinion) . . . I usually prefer longer pieces, but with your style, short pieces work well. Short lines, however, don't seem to grasp that same poetic feel that this style is able to create . . . (but that's just my opinion).

Good stuff!

p.s. you don't need to "sign" or "date" your works to indicate ownership . . . I suggest you read up on copyright laws as 1. any work (no matter what media) that's produced is immediately the sole property of its author; 2. any work displayed in any form of media (such as the internet) is a form of publication. So if this is your work, then congrats, you're now published!

Thank you for input, I greatly appriciate your honesty. Thus far, Phatom Limb has been published in two magazines, and Nueropathy Grid once. I am very excited that come Aug. I will be going into the recording studio to lay tracks for three pieces, my first recording. I can't believe I actually am fortunate enough to live "the dream"...

Again, thank you... Gambette!!!