PROUDLIKECOW

by PROUDLIKECOW Thu Aug 19, 2010 8:38 pm

I was particularly meticulous in my word-choice here, more so than usual. I borrowed from some of my other unfinished works as well, with appropriate modifications of course. I honestly think this is the best poem I've ever created! Then again, I haven't written much... Meaning should always outweigh your structuring scheme. But riddles sound cooler when they rhyme in time! Wow, I just (dictionary.com)ed "riddle" and the quotes at the bottom are AMAZING!
Anyways, here's my poem. I hope it casts inspiration on y'all to concoct even more bewildering potions!

-Integrity-

Our soil thus boils over sins within:

Corrupted, inducted are weeds whose needs
extract death's pact that writhes upon lies.
Its voided measure embroiders pleasure with
scouring powers, allowing cowards' devouring.

Share its tare or bear our care!
Cull its wool to dull lust's pull
as rust-laid trust decays away.

Plant grain seeds you mean to grow!
Uproot bane deeds unduly honed!
Gleaned by snow towards checkered rows
bones fall against stone wall's renown.

Invest your best at rest lets tests
of hues if true, imbues unto
the glow once sown, now known is shone!

This meal from steel dost heal my zeal,
drives out chives whom bend in winds
which bind fools blind; then yearns to burn.

Set apart God's breast-earned hearts
the holy wife endured in strife
as purpose-driven worth, when given.

Through those ears' we're always heard
so breathe firm might into every word.
Life's hard, at first. We've sold our girth
and guard pains' worst for bold new birth!