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Privacy Compromised (Free verse) by Dovina Crosslegged in tangled sheets,
cabage-patch hair,
gown hardly there,
networked, conversational, rank.
Sequestered and secure,
but for peepers in verse,
prying Toms,
unwrapping hate
from tough love,
unmasking faith
behind dogma dispelledâ
slipped hints of me.
Up the ladder:
You tell me
Down the ladder:
Hurt never dies
Votes: (green: user, blue: anonymous)
Arithmetic Mean: 6.1666665
Posted: December 20, 2005 6:32 PM PST; Last modified: December 20, 2005 6:32 PM PSTWeighted score: 5.313765 Overall Rank: 3571 Comments:
simple meaning,
deep words
If the meaning is simple, shouldn't the words be too?
cabbage.
Since the poem is not perfect (cabbage is misspelled) on what basis did you vote 10?
It's one of your better efforts. I liked it at the time. I long ago stopped requiring perfection for 10s.
my admiration to this poems slipped hints of mine
i want to depict the gothic princess as the modern poet..
I am quite gothic-looking in left profile, and quite the modern poet when viewed from above and free from this tangle of sheets.
huh. so you write from your bed, posting to a (this?)website as soon as you awake after a wild night partying at a gala event and rubbing elbows with those who pick apart your ideas and offer critique of your work. and you try to maintain a facade, a mask to hide behind lest they hurt the real you.
that's what i get, anyway. so, who is Tom? <grin>
Close to right. Tom is the rare one who gets it right.
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"Unmasking faith behind dogma dispelled-slipped hint's of me."- Curious as to what you meant by "... slipped hints of me."
The "slipped hints of me" escape the rein of objectivity with which I try to restrain them.