06 April 2013

Hacksaw

Your surprises
Bite the flesh, then
Old Saws-04783
Image by saskjaer
Tear their way out.
Jagged teeth,
Sharked in rows,
One after another after another,
Point at me
From every angle.
A clean slice,
A sharp sword,
Even a bludgeon would be better
Than your abrasive incisors
That cut both ways.


Day 6 for Sunday Scribblings. the prompt was Sharp.

9 comments:

  1. I like the underlying message in this, especially the line "Sharked in rows" where the never ending replacement teeth inherent in sharks implies that you will never win an argument with your adversary.

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  2. And sharply you have written. :)

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  3. Striking, imaginative - you slice clean with a sharp sword.

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  4. this one cuts right to the chase and is beautifully written.

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  5. I love how you used "sharked" so unusually. Great metaphor in this poem!

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  6. Thank you, all. I enjoyed writing this one.

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  7. Ouch! Very well put, I love your use of language =)

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