erikestabrook

I took a look at what appeared to be,
a hole in the sky,
it got clearer and I could see its cold black eye,
to our slaughter was the way,
we saw your invitation,
well I'm not bruised neither scarred,
but you should be afraid of what you are,
In your sea, you plot your mischief to me,
with a smile you start calamity,
I took your invitation to the center of the world,
you took me further below,
I'm not sure why, I liked your wicked smile,
In sin you invited, serpent skin, and a weapon of a head,
push me further into what you indulge,
invited to the selling of my heart,
when I knew it was a special occasion,
I had no idea I'd grow complacent,
complacency will crush the stone,
while you bite on like a dog to a bone,
invited to the precipice,
time has thrust my bones to dust,
why I scream and whine?,
was I ever alive?

PaintedDiary

Dear Erik,

I read this poem several times. There are many indications pointing to the Devil in this piece in my opinion; the serpent skin, black eye, wicked smile, calamity, and also your use of the word complacency (often times we get comfy and feel secure, not realizing the potential dangers), and your line, 'you took me further below'. Your last lines were a fantastic shock. Although, we know, if we have once lived, then we did experience something good, if we believe in God or not. But, the emphasis in your piece was profound to me. The invitation you accepted by the Devil, has left you feeling like a bottomless pit, ever wondering were you ever alive. There is so much emotion I am feeling from this, I could go on. I am very much moved by this piece Erik. Thank you for sharing this. If I may ask, what was your inspiration for this piece?

{{~~**Painted**~~}}

erikestabrook

thanks kim, glad it moved you,
the inspiration I went with was with the devil,
originally all that came to me was invitation but theere's nothiong like an invitation from the devil to write about,
great comments thanks kim

Altree94

Good write, Erik! This is the kind of poem that Amzy would LOVE! Even though I lean toward the brighter, sappier types of poetry, I can and do appreciate the wonderful rhythm and great imagery that this poem has. TY for sharing!

erikestabrook

thanks tree,
imagery is always important,
get amzy back here,
if you can?