02-23-05 Poem by Amberlee Carter


Rating: 4.5

I’ve extracted you
from my body
like a sliver-

a memory thirsty, burrowed deep
In flesh that’s festered beyond discomfort.

and like a memory
the contusion remains,
reminding me to erect the ruins ‘round
a fevered tomb- once dwelling for the sacred
book of myths known to the lonely
as love.

you should have been a better god.

Herbert Nehrlich1 23 February 2005

If some poems (and people) are slivers, this is the whole tree. H

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Rev. Dr. A. Jacob Hassler 23 February 2005

i especially like the very first line. people almost embed themselves into you, don't they? powerful, moving, touching. Jake

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Peter A. Crowther 23 February 2005

As usual powerful imagery, and some haunting alliteration. Very memorable.

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Wade Greenway 28 June 2006

I don't know how anyone can describe your poetry as 'good'. Another powerful work. I'm new to Poemhunter so I'm looking forward to more.

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Max Reif 14 July 2005

It's wonderful, perfect.

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Uriah Hamilton 13 June 2005

I wonder if humans make themselves lonely by creating and believing in love? A good poem.

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Andrew Konisberg 12 June 2005

fabulous. and great ending too.

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Andrew Jones 28 February 2005

Yikes, that last line was not what I wanted to hear from anybody.

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