The Sharman & the Prisoner (A collaboration – Prose)

Ilya Kisaradov.twistedlamb

Imprisoned not by lock and key
nor anchored by a ball and chain
the encumbrance was my mind
I let you in ~ run free

bemused by your eloquent speech
that led me to your arms
until your voice grated
your body abused and chastised mine

melting me with striking hands
burning bruised my skin ~ my thoughts
there was no escape from you
for your apologies I sought

sanctimonious at battles end
I once more cradled in your arms
but I burn still  ~ though transfixed
like the wax dripping from the flame

©jmtacken Oct 10 2013

Michael from summerstommy2 and I the other night did a collaboration – tonight we have tried it again, the same picture given. He wrote his version (below) of the picture above and I wrote mine.

I do this with Miriam in Words From Here To There but we haven’t been able to catch up for a while to do this 😦 hopefully we will soon.

Here is Michaels

Shaman

shaman, your talisman,
what cure will you afford
the sick in mind
the ill of body

shaman cast your spell
mend my soul
rid me of demons
cleanse me

Shaman curer of ills
flames burning
Chant your song
Weave me your magic

Shaman take my hand
I am lost in myself
I flounder
Immovable.

Photo Credit: Visit twistedlamb.com

Snake Bite

Snake bite dead of night

your verbal tirade began

I know not why

did the drink

lend you courage

venomous words

latched onto my heart

slithering unsuspected you enter

stalking your victim

dark room you sense

me hiding

hissing

taunting, wanting to

abuse

tongue flicking of hatred to

inflict pain to belittle me

to tell me I was worthless

saying that I’ve changed

venom strikes, your goal to penetrate

coursing my veins, swimming my skin

the skin you yearn

pleasure gained

you sneer, voice loud

sadistic grin your job was done

sliding away not looking back

laughing, leaving me

confused

shaking glad to be

alone

ramblingsfromamum 30.12.2012

I originally posted this, this afternoon to which I have now made some changes in collaboration with rulesofstupid  RoS

In saying that RoS did an edit and came up with the below which I must share for as far as I am concerned it is sheer brilliance. Please look at his Poetry if you are interested in this genre.

Night-snake tirade
Alcohol blades
venomous words
that latch my heart

Slither silent
Enter violence
Sensing a victim
Hiding

Tongue-flick
Hate-spit
Pain hits
Worthless
Me

I am less
Than you married

Poison words
Penetrate
As surrogate
For the slide you desire
Into my skin
To curse my veins
As you swim

This attacks climax
A sneer sadistic grin
A mere scorn-soaked whim
Then slip again

Laugh leaving
Me accused
Shakingly glad
To be
Alone