Treasure Island

Frank Lisa IndiRa Francesca Roger Platt Cornish Martin


! ! ! ! ` “kept” unkempt


subtle; rather muffled is the rustle
when hungering begging fingers
slide underneath haughty parting ones

there are funerals in mind
every time a hankering womb
accepts a latex alienation

a stranger steely hue
in the midst of olfactory indulgence
every shard averse to this aridity

so many a springs
swept under rug for fear of
“legitimate” autumns

your rustling arid dead endowments
humbling crippling crown
I wear this tiara of shame

for I exist in shadows
a spring swept under rug

Submitted: Sunday, February 01, 2009
Edited: Sunday, February 01, 2009

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  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (2/14/2009 1:53:00 AM)

    Exceptional work here, Rehan...Woeful grief, on bristling display...and each line movement...tight, crisp...and smooooooooothe!

    F j R
    2009 (Report) Reply

  • sumaira .....ir (2/10/2009 1:31:00 AM)

    superb rehan
    is ths really u? ?
    so sad nd deep
    good yara
    wit lv n care
    frm ur
    swtest fnd
    sumi :) (Report) Reply

  • Dr.Wardha Jawdat (2/2/2009 7:23:00 AM)

    hmmmm.......sad sad very sad..
    sleeping on the couch rehan, it seems voluntarily?
    =>
    why so serious? (Report) Reply

  • Viola Grey (2/1/2009 4:14:00 PM)

    quite dark here Rehan...I love the second stanza...life heralds death in an unending cycle....nice one (Report) Reply

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