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Instincts wild

 

He showed me the exposed knife

Its serrated edge of simplicity

fear was not what was felt first

a skipping beat of my wild heart

followed by a rush of adrenaline

 

A flush of color touches my cheek

I see a pulse, his jugular exposed

the call to me is intoxicating

hesitation lies only in the unknown

unable to turn from the demon

such a shade of crimson curiosity

posed by the Inability to deny

a carnal instinct dictating my response

 

My fangs spring as I leap the distance

and I finish what was started

drinking in the spoils of deviant riches

savaging a would be assailant

Two wrongs won’t make it right

but indulge the inner bloody beast

 

— DawningDaytripper, May 23, 2010

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Region, Country: Robe valley, WA, USA

Favorite Poets: All of them, for differant reasons. Neopoet poets have influenced me the most over the last 2 plus years. Great teachers. Edgar Allen Poe, Dickens, way to many to list...

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Beauregard

Beauregard

16 years ago

YESSSSSSSS

♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ critique tomorrow (as if I could possibly find something to nitpick about!) Kelsey
Beauregard

Beauregard

16 years ago

oh man

I tried to tell you guys that I was out of it and needed sleep last night! I couldn't muster up anything more than a bunch of hearts to describe my reaction to this poem! I finally went to bed at about 2am and somehow I was already up at about 9:30. I guess it was the strange dream and the nervousness about the National Honors Society induction tomorrow night. Anyway, I'm going to give you one of my critiques like I give my proteges because they aren't giving much to work with lately! I'm just itching to offer someone a big o' comment! hehehe! I hope that's okay :) Critique -- Mechanics -Poem changes verb tense a few times. For instance, between stanzas one and two we go from past tense (stanza 1: "He showed") to present tense (stanza two: "color touches"). I think keeping consistent past tense or present tense would really help the clarity and readability. (I felt this slight sense of confusion as I read this, I think the tenses were what caused it.) -3.4: "would be" --> 'would-be' (just a nit-picky preference) Word Choice -1.3: "fear was not what was felt first" --> 'fear was not at first felt' or 'terror was not felt first' or something along those lines to tighten that line up and smooth out the flow. -2.8: "a carnal" --> 'carnal' -3.6: "but indulge the inner bloody beast" --> 'but I indulge the bloody beast' (for smoothness and clarity) Order/Form -I liked the form with the shorter poem with longer line-lengths/chunky stanzas. You tell the story that needed to be told in a small space (you write 'efficiently') with this one! Imagery/Tone -A haunting tale that I always enjoy seeing interpreted and transformed by others. -"serrated edge of simplicity", "shade of crimson curiosity", "the spoils of deviant riches": loved those images! Very eloquently and disturbingly penned! -However! Your use of images/words such as "demon" (stanza two), and "bloody beast" (stanza three) don't really seem to be doing it for me. I don't want you to be flat out saying "vampire" because I like your ability to deter from that, but those two terms just don't seem to work to me. 'Brute' and 'fiend' are some alternatives if you want them! Intent/Metaphor -Of course love the vampire surface story (as is apparent by my nine hearts from last night) -I'm very curious about the metaphor in this. I'm not sure if you intended one, maybe you just wanted to write a dark and bloody poem. But if there is subtext I'd like to read about it. I'll share my interpretation too :) -For whatever reason I got this feeling that the "He" in this poem is a spouse or lover (I would assume your hubby, if the narrator is you) and the narrator is you. I think you feel like you're draining him. Like you're clinging to him or asking too much of him, or whatever, and that translates into you feeling like some kind of parasite. When you wrote that second-to-last line, "Two wrongs won’t make it right" (glad you adjusted that old adage, by the way), on the surface you're referring to the fact that he pulled a knife on the narrator and she in turn bit/killed him. But underneath, like deep down within Julie, I think that's you coming to terms with whatever happened that made you feel like that parasite. Like you realized, "Yeah, I shouldn't have done that, but I didn't appreciate what you did, either." -Just a perception there, I could be totally off! LOL (and please don't ask where I came up with that, 'cause I don't know! Once I realized that I thought there was another story being told underneath, that's what my brain told me!) -- Thanks for letting me get my critique on ;) Kelsey
DawningDaytripper

DawningDaytripper

16 years ago

You amaze me more everytime

You amaze me more everytime I read your reviews Kelsey, I will work on the mechanics of it. As for the past switching to the present, from her telling the story as in a few moments ago, while the ending ended at the present. But I can see how it may lack in clarity, I will work on it. As for my chosing fear over terror, or panic. I will think on it, but was to denote that I was not afraid of the attacker, unlike the sterotype that I should have been. As for referring to the demon and beast, obviously it on the surfuce would imply a vampire. But was supposed to convey that the narrator had a certain ignorace of what she really was. And I try not to use the most obvious descriptors. People find, or I try for them to. That I rarely refer directly about a subject. Usauly a subject is not focused on themself, but what is around them. A label of a vampire seemed inappropriate for the narrator, she wouldn't think of it in that way. Also imply a fear of admitting it although she knows she has a inner demon, and thinks of it as a beast. And since she is referring to herself, she sees worse than a brute or fine, those descriptors to me imply a person. She is referring to a supernatural part of herself she does not understand or except. So now we come to if I was writing anything more than a bloody write... I sat down and this came out. I did not think of much, but I was going for a darker write. Gee's Chat last week has me thinkin, you too. BUT when you told me how you interputed it. Its possible. You do have great powers of observation and natural instinct for seeing the obscure. And I can apply what you said. I am not a parasite, but if you switch that word with a couple of others, I can see the relation. What I was going for is that the victim turned the tables on her attacker, and that she also took him by surprise when she turned the tables. With a bloody sweet relishing of it all. So in a way a warning to would be attackers, abusers, users. People who think others are easy victims. I hope that help expand what I was thinking and I will work on smooting it out. I love your review and will cherish it for all that it has given me, mechanics and thought. {{{{{{{HUGS}}}}}}}}}}}} Julie D.D.
DawningDaytripper

DawningDaytripper

16 years ago

Ok this attempt to give your

Ok this attempt to give your critique justice, and you are ALWAYS welcome! Critique – Mechanics -Poem changes verb tense a few times. For instance, between stanzas one and two we go from past tense (stanza 1: “He showed”) to present tense (stanza two: “color touches”). I think keeping consistent past tense or present tense would really help the clarity and readability. (I felt this slight sense of confusion as I read this, I think the tenses were what caused it.) -3.4: “would be” –> ‘would-be’ (just a nit-picky preference) Word Choice -1.3: “fear was not what was felt first” –> ‘fear was not at first felt’ or ‘terror was not felt first’ or something along those lines to tighten that line up and smooth out the flow. ******If I used your change Kels, it would imply she did feal fear. Just not first, she did not. She should have... but didn't. -2.8: “a carnal” –> ‘carnal’ ****************as for my choice of "a carnal" would imply more than one, "carnal" lumps them all together. Thier is many types of carnal instinct -3.6: “but indulge the inner bloody beast” –> ‘but I indulge the bloody beast’ (for smoothness and clarity) ************** my word choice accepts she succombed to her inner beast. But yours would imply she made a concious choice too. Order/Form -I liked the form with the shorter poem with longer line-lengths/chunky stanzas. You tell the story that needed to be told in a small space (you write ‘efficiently’) with this one! ***Thanks Imagery/Tone -A haunting tale that I always enjoy seeing interpreted and transformed by others. -“serrated edge of simplicity”, “shade of crimson curiosity”, “the spoils of deviant riches”: loved those images! Very eloquently and disturbingly penned! *****thanks, I liked those too! -However! Your use of images/words such as “demon” (stanza two), and “bloody beast” (stanza three) don’t really seem to be doing it for me. I don’t want you to be flat out saying “vampire” because I like your ability to deter from that, but those two terms just don’t seem to work to me. ‘Brute’ and ‘fiend’ are some alternatives if you want them! ************I explained this in my first attempt, I hope. Intent/Metaphor -Of course love the vampire surface story (as is apparent by my nine hearts from last night) ***********first post, -I’m very curious about the metaphor in this. I’m not sure if you intended one, maybe you just wanted to write a dark and bloody poem. But if there is subtext I’d like to read about it. I’ll share my interpretation too :) -For whatever reason I got this feeling that the “He” in this poem is a spouse or lover (I would assume your hubby, if the narrator is you) and the narrator is you. I think you feel like you’re draining him. Like you’re clinging to him or asking too much of him, or whatever, and that translates into you feeling like some kind of parasite. When you wrote that second-to-last line, “Two wrongs won’t make it right” (glad you adjusted that old adage, by the way), on the surface you’re referring to the fact that he pulled a knife on the narrator and she in turn bit/killed him. But underneath, like deep down within Julie, I think that’s you coming to terms with whatever happened that made you feel like that parasite. Like you realized, “Yeah, I shouldn’t have done that, but I didn’t appreciate what you did, either.” *************first post -Just a perception there, I could be totally off! LOL (and please don’t ask where I came up with that, ‘cause I don’t know! Once I realized that I thought there was another story being told underneath, that’s what my brain told me!) – Thanks for letting me get my critique on ;) ***********************MY PLEASURE!!!!!! I hope I got it all this time!!
Beauregard

Beauregard

16 years ago

your explanations

make perfect sense! One thing a critique can do is really make the poet defend every little choice they made in a poem, just like you did in this reply (that one ^ right there). It's wonderful because it can really help you learn about your own writing style! The whole parasite thing was a just an idea. You know how everyone is their own worst critic, and the things our mind will say to us are so horrible, like things we would never ever say to someone else! That was what I was getting at with the interpretation. I don't think you are or ever could be a parasite at all! :) Kelsey
xena465

xena465

16 years ago

WoW Julie

I love it very much...great imagery and thought. Rosina xena465
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years ago

The whole beast…

The whole beast... beauty! ~ "Just as what you dream is your own and no one else can observe it, so the world you see is your own." ~ Nisargadatta
Seren

Seren

16 years ago

Dear Jules

Sorry I am late but I see Kels has been at it already and I agree with a lot of her suggestions sooo I add my stars and a few more ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ hahahaha love ya Jayne-Chloe x x x P.S will get that email out tonight I have been flat out all day I have a friend in labour so its an exciting day for us lol happy days are here again :) ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
Geezer

Geezer

16 years ago

Great work...

deserves great praise! I'm proud of you! You have tapped into the darkside and are gushing black-gold! I too, was a little confused by the tenses changes, but you have explained them well. Great job! ~ Gee xxx
hobo

hobo

16 years ago

ya baby

ya baby I like it. when I read this I am thinking if I could make it through one night with you, wow what a night it would be hahahaha. nice read