Friday, March 03, 2006

Wayward




Drunk on drugs, the pervasive high

cutting through the numbness, lying under
the beautiful starlit night, terror lies
in those snarled fingers of twigs, hidden beneath
a dreamy fog, I stood shoulders hunched, a little weary
of the road that lies behind me, and perhaps
a little fearful of the one that lies in front too.





16 Comments:

At 1:34 am, Blogger Nick Zegarac said...

Very prophetic. I think you've reached that moral impasse that everyone eventually gets to before making the eternal decision - weather to tie a noose in the rope or merely use its tether to skip.

 
At 1:41 am, Blogger Aristocrat said...

Hi there Nick.

When I first saw your profile it was awe-inspiring. A writer and a critic eh? Shoes that I am trying to wear at the moment.

One does hope that I can do both ha.

Regards
Aristocrat

 
At 2:58 am, Blogger Nick Zegarac said...

Thanks for stopping by my poetry blog. I've got three others up and running currently. If you like films or a good noir thriller check them out when you get the chance. I'll certainly be checking out more of you.

With regards to your question about making assumptions about the reader's literary background - some of the pieces, it's true, require some prior knowledge of the person I'm writing about - but I also try to do a lot of mood pieces, in which case you just read it, let it wash over you and go with the flow. At least...I hope!

 
At 3:28 am, Anonymous Wanting said...

Hi aristocrat!

I'm your fellow contender at Blogfest 2006 vying for the Most Creative Blog. I'm very impressed with your works. May I say that all along I have been playing with the idea of writing and putting my own poetry on my blog. Your site has really inspired me and it looks like I would be doing it soon!

 
At 8:07 am, Blogger Pat Paulk said...

Aristocrat, an excellent write!

 
At 2:03 pm, Blogger Aristocrat said...

Nick - Yes I can see you have got 3 up and running. I was deliberating over which one to drop by and in the end chose the most obvious. The Poetry Blah Blah Blog hahaa. I like films too. I'm currently doing reviews on them ;) Well, I shall let them wash over me and go with the flow then. And what comes to my mind is like a pebble. With the melting springs washing over this smooth little pebble.

Wanting - Thanks for dropping by and for your lovely comments as well. You have a superb site as well. What stopped you from joining us? Come on, hop in along for the wonderful ride haha..

Pat Paulk - You do have a Harley-esque profile. Kinda cool man. Hahaha. Thanks for gracing my humble tomes. Two Magnapoets coming in on the same day. Wow.



1:59 PM

 
At 2:42 pm, Blogger Anonymous said...

BOO!

 
At 2:54 pm, Blogger Aristocrat said...

I have your lovely familiar on the top left hand corner. She is now being held ransom unless you vote for me bwhahahaha!!

 
At 3:03 pm, Blogger Anonymous said...

AAARGHHHHHHHH!!!!!

 
At 3:12 pm, Blogger Aristocrat said...

One vote and you will remain a pristine white, if not we'll see an orange hellcat!!!! Hahahhaah

 
At 3:15 pm, Blogger Anonymous said...

YOU BLACKMAILER!!!!!
Vomited only once for you!
*vomit*

 
At 3:25 pm, Blogger Aristocrat said...

Thanks for your support
Though I have to blackmail you
It's still sweet of you


HAHAHHAAH..white or black?

 
At 3:28 pm, Blogger Anonymous said...

BLACK!

I'm NOT sweet!
But you're good to eat!

*vomit*

 
At 3:40 pm, Blogger Aristocrat said...

tea it shall be then
along with your vomit too
black tea for Hellcat!!

 
At 3:58 pm, Blogger Anonymous said...

Smells like poo!

 
At 2:36 am, Blogger Aristocrat said...

Alright alright cat
Let us stop this bickering
P-E-A-C-E

:p (Peace is five syllables too haha)

 

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