Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Time and Death

The hoary figure shrouded,
as Saturn drawn through day,
in skeletal imaginings
to haunt my hopes and dreams.
The scythe is drawn and sharpened,
the skull is polished fine,
as Time and Death dance silently,
within the halls of Mind.
In hovered, hellish rattling,
the bones are brittle born,
to echo hidden memory
of what I have become.

is the name given to a movement in poetry aimed at clarity of expression through the use of precise visual images. The early period often written in French form was Imagisme.Use the language of common speech, but employ exact words, not the nearly exact, nor the merely decorative word.

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