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2014 - Fall - Scars Entry

The Crow's Fist - 1. To Feast the Crow

To Feast the Crow

To settle a score
Command me strip
Blood on the floor
I taste the whip

You hurt me so
For what you shun
Much to my woe
I cannot run

You cut my flesh
And blood does flow
And torn still fresh
To feast the crow

You call me liar
And when I quake
For your desire
My bones you break

And sleep comes slow
For still I ache
For yet I know
Worse when I wake

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2014 - Fall - Scars Entry
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Wow, that's sad. It reminds me of stories that have to do with teens getting beat up by their fathers b/c of who they are. And unfortunately this happens far too much.

 

Excellent as always, Cele! :)

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Oh wow.

I got such a sense of presence while I read, please allow me to share, and I pray my vision might not seem offensive.

I guess the two things that kind of set the feel for me were the mention of whip and crow.

I got a sense of an accused woman from the Reformation or Thirty Years War convicted of being a witch and sentenced to death.

The words were like a echo of her realisation of her fate, and acceptance of it, the sorrow with which she had to bare it, and words to remind all those of what she had to endure, guilty or not.

 

Powerful.

Really wonderful work Celethiel. :)

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On 09/12/2014 07:50 AM, Yettie One said:
Oh wow.

I got such a sense of presence while I read, please allow me to share, and I pray my vision might not seem offensive.

I guess the two things that kind of set the feel for me were the mention of whip and crow.

I got a sense of an accused woman from the Reformation or Thirty Years War convicted of being a witch and sentenced to death.

The words were like a echo of her realisation of her fate, and acceptance of it, the sorrow with which she had to bare it, and words to remind all those of what she had to endure, guilty or not.

 

Powerful.

Really wonderful work Celethiel. :)

:D your sense is a good approximation of the story i built in my head behind these three poems... ;) since i was picturing a Man during the Spanish Inquisition :)
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On 09/12/2014 05:11 AM, Lisa said:
Wow, that's sad. It reminds me of stories that have to do with teens getting beat up by their fathers b/c of who they are. And unfortunately this happens far too much.

 

Excellent as always, Cele! :)

Thanx for thinking so, and the review.
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On 09/12/2014 12:16 PM, nostic said:
You did an awesome job in such short time, and why do you keep on getting darker?
am i getting darker?

i was emulating the Spanish Inquisition through the point of view of the victim... :P

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The whip rips the flesh and the crow watches it happen. Dark and gritty and considering what you were picturing while writing I would say your poem brings your point to bear.

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On 09/12/2014 03:13 PM, comicfan said:
The whip rips the flesh and the crow watches it happen. Dark and gritty and considering what you were picturing while writing I would say your poem brings your point to bear.
thanx :)
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I chose to picture the subject battered by words and emotions and the crow is the subject's ego. Maybe not what you intended but that's what I saw. Thanks for sharing Celethiel! Great job.

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On 09/14/2014 12:33 AM, Cole Matthews said:
I chose to picture the subject battered by words and emotions and the crow is the subject's ego. Maybe not what you intended but that's what I saw. Thanks for sharing Celethiel! Great job.
thanx for reading, Poetry is mostly about reader interpretation anyway :P
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