"carv" poems - Hello Poetry

Sliding fingers over alabaster shafts, crevices and nooks catching at delving digits as they seek between the ****** ***** of remov-ed meat. For before the bones the meat. And before the meat the scalpel, Running liquid through the tendrils with its clever carv-ed lines in the succulent, decadent dead. The gore on the board. Seen in rivulets of scarlet, A tracery of cuts, Multi-layered and exquisite. I taste the smell of this corpulent finery. Hands reaching into the layers, slick with blood pulling at the fat. Sleek and deadly I ply them, my tools. For I am the butcher And you will eat my meat. Feast upon my carnage, And leave me with the bones. And leave me with the bones.

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Feb 19, 2011

Feb 19, 2011 at 1:01 PM UTC

hb

Skeletal

Sliding fingers over alabaster shafts, crevices and nooks catching at delving digits as they seek between the ****** ***** of remov-ed meat. For before the bones the meat. And before the meat the scalpel, Running liquid through the tendrils with its clever carv-ed lines in the succulent, decadent dead. The gore on the board. Seen in rivulets of scarlet, A tracery of cuts, Multi-layered and exquisite. I taste the smell of this corpulent finery. Hands reaching into the layers, slick with blood pulling at the fat. Sleek and deadly I ply them, my tools. For I am the butcher And you will eat my meat. Feast upon my carnage, And leave me with the bones. And leave me with the bones.

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Last night I came onto the hellopoetry site to try to drown out my mom's death rattle in some good poetry. Quite a few people, good decent people who have gathered around me and supported me during this agonizing time and one of those sweet Poets was being verbally and mentally attacked by LOGHAIN CARV'O His criticisms were malicious and very hurtful and his taunting her was more than I could bare for a friend. She related the conversation to me and she was really upset. She told me what he said verbatim' It was way uncalled for. And she is not the only one he is doing this to. He's being offensive to the extreme.Calling her a peasant and telling her she couldn't write. And I'll probably catch all kinds of hell for doing it but I paid a "VISIT" to his site and left this comment and I Quote "Stop picking on ---------You call this a poem. You have some nerve telling her she can't write and you write crap like this. Well 1 out of 82 reads isn't so hot is it. Come on and kick me a few times. I should be easy pickings for you. I dare you ****** Well he responded with and I quote "It is obvious you do not have artistic vision like I, that or you did not read my poems and just came here in a petty attempt to demoralize I in retaliation to the criticisms I have revealed to most peoples "poetry" I wish to waste no more breath on my lessers. Just remember I when you see my talent spread out across the world. Remember how you showed the Greatest, most renowned and revered artist no support" End Quote. Loghain carv'o also stated that "The community on this site is rather poor" He also stated "This site isn't exactly known for it's Grand Community" So now I know he doesn't even mind kicking some one who is already down. and i for one would like to know since he doesn't like this site or the Real Poets why stay? If he doesn't like the"GRAND COMMUNITY" why the hell he's still here. If he doesn't like us "lessers' why be among us. And I didn't even tell you the most malicious comments. When some one attacks a friend I will respond. That's what friends do. And Loghain carv'o is proving to be no ones friend. And his GOD COMPLEX is offensive! I SERVE ONE GOD ONLY AND IT IS NOT Loghain carv'o!!! I only have one thing to say to Loghain carv'o and that is and I quote again My visit to hellopoetry last night to get away for a moment from listening to my mothers death rattle, to read a few poems and find a little Peace for a few moments was ruined by you and your offensive attitude and comments and since i'm already in a living hell right nowI can find you some room here so come enjoy hell with me. Oh but I almost forgot you don't want to consort with us "lessers" THE MIGHTY SURE DO HAVE A LONG WAY TO FALL LOGHAIN YOURS SINCERELY Paula This is for you friend love Paula You can dish it out but you sure can't take it!

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May 1, 2014

May 1, 2014 at 9:25 AM UTC

paula-lee

To All Concerned

Last night I came onto the hellopoetry site to try to drown out my mom's death rattle in some good poetry. Quite a few people, good decent people who have gathered around me and supported me during this agonizing time and one of those sweet Poets was being verbally and mentally attacked by LOGHAIN CARV'O His criticisms were malicious and very hurtful and his taunting her was more than I could bare for a friend. She related the conversation to me and she was really upset. She told me what he said verbatim' It was way uncalled for. And she is not the only one he is doing this to. He's being offensive to the extreme.Calling her a peasant and telling her she couldn't write. And I'll probably catch all kinds of hell for doing it but I paid a "VISIT" to his site and left this comment and I Quote "Stop picking on ---------You call this a poem. You have some nerve telling her she can't write and you write crap like this. Well 1 out of 82 reads isn't so hot is it. Come on and kick me a few times. I should be easy pickings for you. I dare you ****** Well he responded with and I quote "It is obvious you do not have artistic vision like I, that or you did not read my poems and just came here in a petty attempt to demoralize I in retaliation to the criticisms I have revealed to most peoples "poetry" I wish to waste no more breath on my lessers. Just remember I when you see my talent spread out across the world. Remember how you showed the Greatest, most renowned and revered artist no support" End Quote. Loghain carv'o also stated that "The community on this site is rather poor" He also stated "This site isn't exactly known for it's Grand Community" So now I know he doesn't even mind kicking some one who is already down. and i for one would like to know since he doesn't like this site or the Real Poets why stay? If he doesn't like the"GRAND COMMUNITY" why the hell he's still here. If he doesn't like us "lessers' why be among us. And I didn't even tell you the most malicious comments. When some one attacks a friend I will respond. That's what friends do. And Loghain carv'o is proving to be no ones friend. And his GOD COMPLEX is offensive! I SERVE ONE GOD ONLY AND IT IS NOT Loghain carv'o!!! I only have one thing to say to Loghain carv'o and that is and I quote again My visit to hellopoetry last night to get away for a moment from listening to my mothers death rattle, to read a few poems and find a little Peace for a few moments was ruined by you and your offensive attitude and comments and since i'm already in a living hell right nowI can find you some room here so come enjoy hell with me. Oh but I almost forgot you don't want to consort with us "lessers" THE MIGHTY SURE DO HAVE A LONG WAY TO FALL LOGHAIN YOURS SINCERELY Paula This is for you friend love Paula You can dish it out but you sure can't take it!

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Focused on this tim'd delay, Never knowing what to say, Figuring out what might remain, My ****** sky became, And it spelled my name It started insane, Golden rain, Passenger train, Aquitane could be home. But, inside my brain There's a charlemagne, A superficial middle cerebral vein, Pounding and pulsating, keeping things in their lane Constantly trying to ruin my game, Crushing my whispering campaign, But between my ruffed feathers, is my vibrissae My bristl'd down, my come-in-and-stay, My soft spot just for you, "You set my heart aflame, Every part aflame, This is not a game." You say, trying my patience, pushing the timeframe Carv'd in the window frame, That premature hall of fame, is our name. All the voices and their claims, "We'll always be there, just beneath your vibrissae."

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Apr 28, 2019

Apr 28, 2019 at 11:04 AM UTC

MyNameIsAlexanderHamilton

Vibrissae

Focused on this tim'd delay, Never knowing what to say, Figuring out what might remain, My ****** sky became, And it spelled my name It started insane, Golden rain, Passenger train, Aquitane could be home. But, inside my brain There's a charlemagne, A superficial middle cerebral vein, Pounding and pulsating, keeping things in their lane Constantly trying to ruin my game, Crushing my whispering campaign, But between my ruffed feathers, is my vibrissae My bristl'd down, my come-in-and-stay, My soft spot just for you, "You set my heart aflame, Every part aflame, This is not a game." You say, trying my patience, pushing the timeframe Carv'd in the window frame, That premature hall of fame, is our name. All the voices and their claims, "We'll always be there, just beneath your vibrissae."

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