| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by David R Spellman on 09/09/03 at 11:12 PM Potent images here Max, conveying such a sense of loneliness and desperation. Very powerful. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 09/10/03 at 01:01 AM Dramatic portrayl to say the least! Particularly caught by "her whispers are harlots that breathe..." |
| Posted by Graeme Fielden on 09/10/03 at 09:46 AM Darkly powerful and passionate words Max...Love the title - make a great name for a Bond villian don't you think? |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 09/10/03 at 03:57 PM Its sad but then one can only pity. The fading hope shall shatter the love and faith too. |
| Posted by Maryellen Lebeda-Parra on 09/10/03 at 04:05 PM my god ... sounds like me |
| Posted by Kate Demeree on 09/10/03 at 06:30 PM Some very vivid imagry, words painting a grim scene.... I think that this poem will stay with me long after I hit the X ... |
| Posted by Kimberly Bare on 09/10/03 at 06:48 PM This brought a shiver down my arms...hauntingly beautiful. |
| Posted by Ginette T Belle on 09/10/03 at 09:54 PM spins a vivid picture...it's magnificent... |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 09/11/03 at 02:44 AM The poem reminds me of someone whose ego and brokenness express in a scalpel tongue and push away those who want desperately to love her. The other images, especially that of blood dripping also apply. I hope that she will awaken before it is too late. Thanks for your artful gift, Max. |
| Posted by Rachelle Howe on 09/11/03 at 06:05 AM F*C%ING BRILLIANT. ohmygod.ilovethis.keepjuanvalquizatbaymylove. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 09/11/03 at 10:51 AM your pen always musters, ponderful and soul alluring tales. |
| Posted by Vimal Rony on 09/11/03 at 09:22 PM Very impactful and sharp words coined perfectly. |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 09/16/03 at 01:21 PM this poem has struck my soul... the imagery is vivid and the subjct so sadly beautiful... well done, as always... blessings... |
| Posted by Mara Meade on 09/18/03 at 07:38 PM Dark and haunting with an underwordly tone... it must have been vicious, for lack of a better word, for such a description. |
| Posted by Jolie Jordan on 09/18/03 at 09:57 PM WOW. I love this. |
| Posted by Richard Paez on 09/20/03 at 02:34 PM potent, potent images that fit and flow perfectly together. this is like a portrait painted by a master- it captures everything, including the painfully empty spaces. the only thing I would change is "her eyes are hollow / but for a wisp of fading hope" but that, as always, is just me. thank you for sharing this excellent verse. {m} |
| Posted by JD Clay on 09/28/03 at 02:52 AM I think I know her. Doesn't she work in Vegas? Last I saw her was on Lower Fremont, about 3am. No wait, that was a different dream. But this one is just as vivid and just as scarry. Nice work, Max.
Peace... |
