That's a very impressive poem. Impressive because it is so simple that it seems quite obvious and easy to get. But then you realise that it's actually deeply imaginative and well, deep.

Thanks for sharing,
Tinnie

Hi. I want to share this poem because I think it very very well describes Agent Sands. Your poem actually quite reminded me of it.

- They thought you were their plaything,
Savage child; the throwback from wayback
Expedient because
Utopia spawns few warriors.
But you knew your figure cut a cipher
Through every crafted plan,
And playing our game for real
Saw through our plumbing jobs
And wayward glands
To a meaning of your own, in bones.
- The catchment of these cultured lives
Was not in flesh,
And what we only knew,
You felt,
With all the marrow of your twisted cells.

It's an excerpt of the poem "Slight Mechanical Destruction" by Iain Banks, found in his novel, "Use of Weapons".

Cheers! And lovely poem too.
:)

that was really good, very powerful.

Oh God. SO SAD! *wails a little*
But beautiful. So fragile feeling within the smugness. Thank you!

Thank goodness you're ok. I'm sorry to hear you had a bad experience but out of adversity comes this piece of beautiful poetry so it's not all bad!

Thank you for sharing it, it really is wonderful :)

Lovely. You're a double-threat...writer/poet. I can't write poetry to save my life. I like this one 'cause it makes you think. I read it three times over and found things in it each time. Well done, again. :)

Sad. But I'm glad to see you're alright and didn't get blown away, or whatever it is hurricanes do.

This was very compelling, and emotional, and lovely in it's dark imagery.