sal carter

sal carter (25.03.1991 / reigate, surrey, england)

Poems by sal carter : 10 / 19

Mosh - Poem by sal carter

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Mohawk standing like a battle flag,
Darkened eyeliner, metal-cut nose and lips,
Flesh carved into words exposed on his bare back,
Low slung belt, with chain heavy jeans.

Back held strong, feet planted wide,
Slowly nodding head, and revolving arms,
Keeping pace with the beat
Waiting for breakdown

Neck tensed, fist clenched,
Eyes trained, arms wide,
Hands beckoning,
Salute, respect, challenge,

And the beat kicks in.

And the whole world blurs like a picture,
Lights spin,
Bodies compact,
Clashing,
Whirling,
Twisting away,

Lost in a world of anger,

Pain dulled to an ache,
Ignored

And still in the centre, the Mohawk, rises,

sal carter

Poems by sal carter : 10 / 19

Cantrell Dicky (6/30/2006 5:23:00 PM)

this is a good piece
your words drew a picture in my mind of what you were seeing
you have a nice style of writting
keep going (Report) Reply
Uriah Hamilton (11/10/2005 9:02:00 AM)

Punk rock cool! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! (Report) Reply
Lori Boulard (11/9/2005 2:57:00 PM)

what a good kick in the arse (this from a former punk) . Love it! I'm watching for more of your work... LB (Report) Reply
Slimboydim . (11/8/2005 4:40:00 PM)

Thanks Sal you took me back a few years
to the pit at a Slayer show, in my misspent
youth! ! I enjoy reading your work. Thank you.

Kindest Regards Slim. (Report) Reply