Inspired by the Cure. One of the few metered poems I've ever written.


In a Chain of Flowers

Little girl, point me on my way
Down field forgotten, fade to grey
Where the worried weary rest their
Ashen heads on disarray

Find me there, somehow, some way,
On the friendless field, kneel down to pray
Innocently the forgotten sleep
Amidst the clover's dark decay

Lead me there, so far away
In the fearful field, return someday
I'll be sleeping like a marble girl
In a chain of flowers, death's bouquet



Poetry by Inked.
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Written on 2005-12-18 at 23:42

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Natalie
Oh, just wonderful :)
2006-01-27


Zoya Zaidi
A full of poise piece!
What troubles me, little one,
are your constant, reccurrent themes of Death!!!
Why this fascination with death ?
at such a young age...
almost to the point of obsessions!!!
Beats me!!!
Could you enlighten me on that?
I some times worry about you!
You know,Inked, sweet heart!!
((((Hugs for that precociousness in you!))))))))
Love, xxx, Zoya
2006-01-14


Esti D-G
Hi there Inked!
Amazing words and ideas -" marble girl" love it,
"fearful field" and "Death's bouquet". love it! Such original ideas , well done and keep 'em coming!
Loadsaluv and Merry Christmas, esti
2005-12-19


Black Knight
I'll find you there, at the lake,
A sleeping girl who'll never wake.
Who'll give me answer now: why
You in the Death embrace, not mine?
2005-12-19


SlipThruCracks
This one is another oldie but goodie.

Remember the photo that went with it? [Poinsettias, handcuffs.]
2005-12-19


penfold18
I enjoyed this because the flow and the content went together so well keep up the good work :-))
2005-12-19