I see no use in this fake image
A smile set up for your well being
But sitting beside radioactive silage
Causes no fair memories for my seeing

A thoughtful outlet set
for convenience and communication
a compilation of messages and texts’ bet
fighting hard upon smoothed mortification

a rotating mind full to brim of sibilance
eagerly awaiting to be expunged
tractable eyes of predominance
a heat of anger for you is lunged

pusillanimous slices of ragged tension
perfidy, a way of life
a quiet mind set to relieve the apprehension
a bloodless shadow scorned for life

but using language only once to be remembered
censures spurned
a brethren’ never surrendered
evinces to be learned

Hmmmm...seems to me your like for being so extraodinary fightens the flock: but then pop-wolves and it's sheep never mix... now do they? And goat meat be also sweet when first born so ripe and juicy as this poems generator...a ressonating mind is such a beatuiful insight!
I think you frightened them all with this one...again,beautiful work? But then merest shadows of this self here, whom hides between light and dark, fears neither life nor death to be as whole also.
There are no flaws in your art here poetess, as your faults are your very strenghts... the perfect bubble of life held up by nothings death!

Much respect for sharing this with likes of me
Jasper

PS: may I have a copy to treasure?
And my "poetess" coment should have been written poet/ess as I don't like to sex pure things either...my appology!

Jasper

Angel_

Are words merely stylish?
Style is for things you wear, (and wear out.)
Style is for things you use or look at.
But I say we write not in a style but in a form, or a manner.
Is our own voice a matter of a choice of style?

In this piece, you introduced an 'I' and a 'your',
through the rest of the piece I kept wondering, where'd "they" go?
What's going on with "them"?

I didn't know sibilance meant hissing, (I thought it meant a sibling.)
I didn't know perfidy meant treacherous, (I thought it meant picky.)

I'm grateful to your writing that I looked it up, and now I know,
but it still doesn't give me a better feel for the piece you've written.

(Even now that I know what it means,
I'll probably file 'perfidy' away as a funny word.)

In my own writing, when there's a strong emotional content, sometimes I tend to get more abstract in my expressions.
So much so that sometimes people will read it and go,
"That's interesting, what's it about?"

Before I wrote this I checked the postings for other poems of yours, so I could compare this one to your others.
I hope to see your other writings here soon.

Angel_

If I don't 'get' what you're saying,
that doesn't mean there's something 'not right' with this piece,
it just means I'm intriuged, and frustrated.

See you on the boards.