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Tears from a Burnt Cigar


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Written by Max Booth III   
Monday, 11 August 2008
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A whimper at
Your window
But no face to
Be shown,
A door to
The unknown
Letting out a
Flash of indigo,

A scratch from
Underneath,
The cry of
The beast
With blood
To be unleashed
And your soul
To be deceased,

Screams from a
Demon silhouette,
Agony from a
Possessed statuette,
Thinking of
Anything to forget
The burning of
The cigarette,

Wishing for a
Life of vampires
And werewolves
She conspires
A world without
Ripped attires
No more monsters
And beauty inquires

She dreams of
Painless entrails,
She dreams of
Fairy tales
Where Fathers
Never impale
And where mothers
Don’t bleed cocktails,

She keeps her wishes
In an empty jar
While mommy
Has fun at the bar
And daddy does things
Of the bizarre
She wipes away
Tears from a

 Burnt Cigar




Copyright 2008 Max Booth III
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Posted by Sad Sara
2008-08-11 22:05:49
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Wishing for a

Life of vampires

And werewolves

She conspires

A world without

Ripped attires

No more monsters

And beauty inquires- Yeah, this part here be so very cool.

Dark and moody head, that always a fun trip through the mind of Poetic meanderings.

Excellent verse Max, I love it.

Keep well,

'Anna
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Posted by garyowen
2008-08-12 02:54:44
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This is good verse. Shows images of horror and dreams of unreachable happiness. Isn't it allways mommies drinking cocktails while fathers impale.

certainly a strong cocktail for the readers magery

excelent
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Posted by Something Indecent
2008-08-12 14:55:55
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There you go! A nice dark romp in the world of the neglected and abused. I for one like that romp. Good work Boot. Stay in the darkness and never turn on the light. HA! I'm so cheesy. I'm curdling in my shirt.
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Posted by resistanceisfreedom
2008-08-12 19:42:32
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this was very good. it was definitely one of my favorites of yours. i thought you did such a good job conveying what you intended. it was very entertaining.
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Posted by r.e.potter
2008-08-12 20:42:43
Good

Even though I hate vampire and zombie stories, this was a great poem. It had the feel of a pro and it was deep but relatable. This is my fav also of yours. High marks for the punkster. Had a great flow...think Ill read it again now.
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Posted by allmine
2008-08-13 15:42:13
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Wow, this was the best one that you have written. I love it....the imagery is so vivid. And the portrayal of a little girl was so brutal. You are becoming a very polished author...wow...breathless...
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Posted by Eternal_Bliss440
2008-08-14 18:39:11
Sweet

I really liked this. I thoguht it was well written and the poem flows beautifully. Amazing job
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Posted by lemon
2008-08-19 18:05:13
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You never cease to amaze me with your writing Max. This was excellently written. the flow was easy and your wording was perfect.

screams from a

demon silhouette,

agony from a

possessed statuette,

thinking of

anything to forget

the burning of

the cigarette

Intense. =]
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Posted by Ashutosh
2008-08-29 06:20:51
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Werewolfs, vampires, Zombies! I would rather banish all these words from poetry. They dont belong to the realm of poetry..too silly.

Well, not a bad poem. But it just doesn't have the meat. Only the skeleton. But ofcourse the form is good, and the style can be appealing for some. But that itself doesnt make it any better. It seems to me very superficial.
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Posted by scooby
2008-10-08 16:18:40
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this is very emotional, Max. you are getting better at poetry. i love this one.
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Posted by Ruby Whispers
2008-11-03 20:08:01
Gripping

You have lived a lifetime...perhaps been here many times and are an old soul.

Whatever it is, your poetry shows your depth as a writer.

Most touched by this part: "She dreams of

Fairy tales

Where Fathers

Never impale

And where mothers

Don’t bleed cocktails"

J
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