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Hammer & Tongs V2.0 (Haiku)
Throttle screwed down tight
speed, like rage, rains blows on streets
letting demons reign
Illegal tempos
sharply reached on fevered whims
sooth manic passions
Worlds become visions,
blurred and made less tangible
I slide through corners
No wind bites my skin,
leather shields, luxurious
Hector-like armor
This saving ride seen
by routine-driven masses
stirs hate, or nothing
No mind paid, for the
Swift campaign is mine to win,
with no spoils to share
Alive-crowned at rest
I lie, in arms most warming
with much sated soul
Till again possessed,
I bid il Mostro, most dark
to speed's salvation
speed, like rage, rains blows on streets
letting demons reign
Illegal tempos
sharply reached on fevered whims
sooth manic passions
Worlds become visions,
blurred and made less tangible
I slide through corners
No wind bites my skin,
leather shields, luxurious
Hector-like armor
This saving ride seen
by routine-driven masses
stirs hate, or nothing
No mind paid, for the
Swift campaign is mine to win,
with no spoils to share
Alive-crowned at rest
I lie, in arms most warming
with much sated soul
Till again possessed,
I bid il Mostro, most dark
to speed's salvation
Published 7th Jan 2014
| Edited 8th Jan 2014
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- Edited 14th May 2018 5:39pm
7th Jan 2014 10:01pm
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8th Jan 2014 00:41am
8th Jan 2014 1:46am
well done :)
I like the last stanza or whatever it is called, could be a poem all its own , the whole poem is tight, I dig it
I like the last stanza or whatever it is called, could be a poem all its own , the whole poem is tight, I dig it
8th Jan 2014 3:14am
Thank you Nikki! I hope 2014 is great for you. Il Mostro is my Ducati Monster. Great bike, poem inspiring name! Mike