cry for blood roses.

I did not lie down to die
& to be tired 
in a juked fever
like a maddening prayer

alterity cries for blood roses

the spit of aberration
to father, to shell/ or bone
blind; 
sulked by shitty words
until it no longer hurts.

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Written for the 7/12/2021 dVerse prompt for dVerse’s 10th year anniversary: Feel free to play with the word in quadrille form: Juked, Juking.



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63 replies

  1. dang. nice emotional energy in this.
    had to look up alterity, which is cool. thanks for the reason to learn.
    its close enough to altar to play well with prayer.

    the last stanza though has grit, and carries the emotional punch.

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  2. No you cannot lie down and day if there are aberrations to sooth

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  3. No one likes to be juked around! You make that very clear in your poem Lucy. Great take on the prompt.

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  4. Wow….the last two lines really slam it to you! Powerful.

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  5. Ugh – pain that definitely can be felt in the words

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  6. So deep, so dark … pain that can be felt.

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  7. This is incredibly potent! 💝💝 I so love the flawless manner in which this poem flows!

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  8. I can feel the pain……..well expressed.

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  9. Juked fever – I admire how you used the word Lucy. Blood roses strike me as a bold imagery for the deepest pain; even painful death.

    Thanks for joining in Lucy!

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  10. “in a juked fever
    like a maddening prayer” – love this! What a powerful piece!

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  11. “Juked Fever” is my favorite phrase of the day! 💖

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  12. Remember, Lucy..chickens “lay”, people lie (down). I still struggle with “we boys”. “To father, to shell/ or bone blind” hooked me. Also “sulked by shitty words”.

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  13. If you can find a way to cope consider yourself blessed. Big energy emanating from this one.

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  14. A lovely poem, Lucy. That last line is profound. I get deep pain and the possibility of its release. Love it.

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  15. An emotionally-charged quadrille which packs a punch, Lucy! It made me think of the Tori Amos song ‘Blood Roses.’

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  16. “juked fever” is fabulous; so is “bone blind”

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  17. Flawless, you expressed the pain so well here. Every word, every line hits really hard. Love it ❤❤

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  18. “until it no longer hurts”
    So many thoughts but simply “concise and flawless”

    Like

  19. Brilliant as always. ❤️

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  20. “Juked fever” is excellent. It sounds like a moving rage. And the pain–no one should be abused for being different.

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  21. Very nice. I enjoyed reading this. 🙂

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  22. The depth of pain is palpable, so much between these lines but I feel there is a longing to be validated.

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  23. And-a one, and-a two, and-a… no wait, you didn’t go there, for the obvious — you went here, and I liked it Lucy! You helped flush the sappy outta my brain. But hey, I like sappy, I like snappy, I’m old and my mind gets gap’y — but I really like comin’ here and ridin’ your words my friend. You put the click back in my clack, and my mind back on the deep track. Keep on’a rollin’ loooose — Luce. What the hell did I just write here?!

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  24. Fevered prayer is useless, if pandemic protocols are not heeded

    Much💜love

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  25. Can feel such pain in this – captured so skilfully.

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  26. You know, your poem makes me feel emotions that I can’t even describe in the words that you included in it.


    David

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  27. dang! powerfully done!
    in a juked fever
    like a maddening prayer

    wow.

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