Sunday, 10 August 2014

red line

Keith Haring


surrounded by the red line
our dance macabre excites
demons and devils
volatile debris builds up
suffocating hopes
laying  waste to heartfelt dreams
crushed yearnings 
and inclinations
fall discarded.

KD 10/8/14




9 comments:


  1. A downer, but quite well done. Might one use the word "dysphoria"?

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  2. You may live the 'simple life' ~ this poem is far from simple! complex and beautifully composed.

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  3. It is time to break the red line!

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  4. Very lovely even though hopes being crushed is sad. Amazing writing.

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  5. Boxed in by a red line, who dares to step beyond? A dance macabre, indeed...

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  6. A crushing set of words, powerful, that inspires to break free.

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  7. A dramatic use of words; volatile debris is spot on!

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  8. I think we will all break out of the red box.
    Loved your take ~ Eddie :)

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  9. Powerful and dramatic .. very good

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