CCC #72
They hung about her neck
like thick links of leaded chain.
The callused whelps of necessity
having given offshoot
to those of lesser girth
each suckling in kind
from the breast of that
which had gone before
until truth had become
indistinguishable
from fabrication and
she no longer remembered where
fantasy broke off and reality began.
This piece of visual poetry is my response to the photo prompt offered this week on Crimson’s Creative Challenge #72
I am want to call it love making. But it was not.
It was animal. It was instinctual. A ritualistic coupling of passion and pain, anger and ecstasy all in such great measure that even in this moment, with that day so long ago and far away, I know not whether it rendered me dead, or I was reborn.
But I do know, that from the moment he unsheathed his passion driven dagger and drove it deep into the tender recesses of my aching, needful flesh- yesterday was long forgotten and the promise of tomorrow? Simply did not exist.
There was only now. There was only us.
Until there wasn’t.
And it is there, that the story of our demise truly begins.
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The Promise is a song written and performed by American metal band, In This Moment. It was released on their third album, A Star-Crossed Wasteland. The song is a duet featuring In This Moment vocalist Maria Brink and Otherwise vocalist Adrian Patrick.
I have included videos of both the metal studio version and a live acoustic performance so you may enjoy the song as a ballad if the metalcore version does not arise in you- the memories of unquenchable passion that it does in me.
“This song is about when you are madly in love with somebody, but you know that you’re dangerous for that person and vice versa. They’re dangerous for you even though you crave them. You want it more than anything, even though you know it will end badly.” – Maria Brink- Lead vocalist, In This Moment.
The Promise
Its haunting
This hold that you have over me
I grow so weak
I see you
And everything around you fades
And I can’t see
You can never know what it is you do to me
I can’t take what you do to me
I can’t take it
I can’t take what you do to me
I can’t take it
No matter what I say or what I do
I know how this will end
So I turn it away now before we begin
And no matter what you say or what you do
I know how this will end
So I’m turning away now
I’m dangerous for you
I’m dangerous for you
You touch me
And I can barely make a move
And I can’t breathe
You never know what it is you do to me
I can’t take what you do to me
I can’t take it
I can’t take what you do to me
I can’t take it
No matter what I say or what I do
I know how this will end
So I’m turning away now before we begin
And no matter what you say or what you do
I know how this will end
So I’m turning away now
I’m dangerous
The only promise I could make
Is that my promise is a lie
The only promise I could make you
Is that my promise is a lie
No matter what I say or what I do
I know how this will end
So I’m turning away now before we begin
And no matter what you say or what you do
I know how this will end
So I’m turning away now
I’m dangerous for you
I’m dangerous for you
I’m dangerous for you
I’m dangerous for you
I’m dangerous for you
I’m dangerous for you
I’m dangerous, I’m dangerous for you
My promise is I will hurt you
My promise is I will hurt you
My promise is I will hurt you
My promise is I will hurt you
This is my response to Jim Adam’s call for songs containing the words Promise, Vow or Oath on this weeks edition of Song Lyric Sunday.
as i lie awake, at night
in the tv’s after glow
past strung out
like photographs
light flickering, just so…
silent movies
brought to life
on my minds silver screen
celluloid imbued memories
things that may
or may not have been…
accuracy no longer matters
as it all plays out
in black and white
our love affair
edited to perfection…
as i lie awake, at night
CCC #69
A numerical word puzzle- of sorts. Just insert the correct numerical word and you’ve got a nursery rhyme. But can you make sense of all of them? That’s where the puzzle part comes in…
2 trolls went a gnoming
4 new garden statuaries
1 laid a trap with mushrooms
1 a snare of plump ripe berries
2 gnomes went a trolling
4 what? neither 1 would say
8 berries, shrooms and- fishing nets?
9! from those- they 0’ve stayed away..
Forgive me if I fancy myself clever in this. I’m old and easily entertained…
This is my response to the photo prompt supplied by Crimson’s Creative Challenge this week.
Screw you, lover boy!
What you think I am?
A toy?
I don’t need your
baby blues
Or your sexy
sleeve tattoos
I can do bad on my own
So you just leave
This girl alone!
You done met your match with me
Cuz I been all you’ll ever be
I got this thing!
Young man? Ya hear?
So buy yourself another beer.
What’s that you say?
I sure look good?
To a tool like you-
I’d think I would!
Yep, I’m a bitch
Just like you say-
I’m the bad ass bitch
that got away!
This little ode goes out to all the Tools out there that will be celebrating today’s Hallmark Holiday by scouring the local venues looking for lonely women.
My contribution to Dylan’s First Line Friday on MLMM wherein the first line, “Screw you, lover boy” was supplied.
Thru Violet's Lentz 