Boiled blood and bad luck

• Artist: Roboticyouth
• Description: two stanzas of different trains of thought.
  possibly larger poems in the future
• Date: 03/01/2009
• Tags: quicksloveheartheattigerrabbit

Like tigers we do chase
This evening’s past embrace
But when horizon birth’s the sun
Do we, like rabbits run

Does your heart beat fast with fire
Or does it crawl slow with sleet
These city sounds to match the pound
Of that muscle rustle that you keep

Comments

[Kibroth]

I can certainly see why this poem is so well rated. I would definitely like to see it expanded upon.

Suggestions: I'm not sure I like the use of rustle on the last line, although I understand why it's there. Perhaps a word indicative of sound more akin to drum beat?

Regards,
-K

[Captain Chikku]

I love this.
It flows well and the words and stanzas are gorgeous.
-applause-
5/5