For Shelby (poem)

[Reno]

For Shelby

Whirlpools of brackish
like Sunken Ships in a
sea of night! Yet
there is no sense of
foreboding on the turf.
Seamless and faint
virgin white swirls
in her ageless eyes
no less bold.
No demand
make her undistinguished
except beneath cover
of dreams where she lay
hounded only by a last meal.
An inexpensive coat
has never been silkier;
nor has it smelled
quite as bad.
She held the kind of charm
dragged through the dirt
and labeled "art"
in the way contradiction
defines contemporary.
Still she's a classic
crossed legs,
uncrossed breeding;
a real brute to boot.
In her collective blood
boils a singular mind.
One prone only to those
who can claim immortality,
in hearts if not in matter.
That's why we mind over it
and why she'll always
be on our minds.




Another one of my dramatic monologues...it suits my style best.

[devil moth]

Aww! I love it! Amazing emotion within it!

[Reno]

I'm really glad you liked it!! One of my fears as a writer is not being able to successfully convey emotion and meaning in my work. This particular one represents someone incredibly close to me.

[devil moth]

I understand what you mean, being a writer myself ^_^

[xxemomuffinsxx]

Wow Reno this was beautiful <3

[Reno]

Thanks Muffin Madness! That's my new name for you. Muffin Madness. Double MM or EMM.

[xxemomuffinsxx]

Lmfao xD Lovin mah new name >;3