Sour Apples and Vanilla Twilights

by Sondos   Mar 13, 2006


The evening shadows pulling faces
Jealousy breeds its subtle tactics
In a slumbering rhythm the city falls,
Into night, where sleep traps you in its web of protection

Opaque oddities,seething, bold and stark
Under the blanket slowly withering away
I'll be the hero, looking for the landmarks
Finding the road signs instead

Wax me a picture, don't put the fire out!
Inside its flames my whole life will dance
Licking my wounds and drying the tears
That weren't even there to start with

I cared for nothing, so there's nothing to lose
But the sour apples to arouse me, pale-eyed and realize
My antique dreams of vanilla- scented twilight
Were simply devoured by vermin of the night

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  • 17 years ago

    by limp

    I'm reading all your old stuff because you NEED TO WRITE SOMETHING NEW. i miss your poetry. it's one of the only few i like even whether it's crap or not. not that your poetry is crap. i just like the weird rhymes and big words. :]! so go on and write something JUST FOR ME. and i love your titles. KAY i'm done ranting.
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  • 17 years ago

    by LadyPearl

    Very...how do you put it,..visual that it awakens my senses..

    By the way, creative title

  • 18 years ago

    by Bridgette

    This is a really good poem. The imagery in this was amazing & I love the way that you ended it. You had a great word choice on this.. 5/5*

  • 18 years ago

    by Bhavin

    Gr8 work sondos. keep writing such gr8 stuffs. i am sure you ll be on the homepage someday. love, bhavin.

  • 18 years ago

    by Andrea182

    Wow you have an intence vocabulary for someone so young! You have talant

    Lots of love and peace
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