The saw they used
had teeth like rabbits unaware
they were herbivores
her shell broke
like a blue egg
on turpentine floor
for the ants to summon
their legions and devour
she could smell her own fall
by the pinch of their envy
though why anyone should
be jealous she found absurd
as plates will chip
when placed on top of one another
we leave the best for last
scouring her hide with vinegar
all the holy and the ivy
thrown in pyre to await
her defeat
she tried to tell them
it’s not me you want
it’s yourselves
the competition is within
I am nothing
but a representation
the dreaming void
or lost moon
reflecting your own
do not bury me with nightshade
violet on my tongue
strangle my words
because you have none
this time will come again
as all circles are undone and reknotted
by fate and the scepter
in the wrists of those
cutting down
trees who only seek
that silence of being above
cacophony of rude arrows
felling our roots
though we strive
only
to master ourselves
TheFeatheredSleep 
Excellent work of poetry!!! … like so many others!
Thank you Em that means a lot I am very grateful my friend
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Just had to read this several times over…powerful imagery and use of metaphor. You are so freaking talented C….ps- I’m normally not this verbose, just to let you know. 😉 ❤
Thank you so much! (blush) very glad you liked it my friend! 🙂 !
The imagery in this poem is triumphantly an achievement of pure gold, and metaphorically fantastic sis. 🙂 You are my talented sister that I love so much. 🙂
So gaunt, haunting, lovely metaphor. You never fail to inspire Candice
Brilliant! They that would strangle your words are indeed those who have none! Jealousy has man guises but none to treacherous as those that would attempt to dismiss your gift so as to hide selfish ineptitude. Love and hugs, N 🙂 ❤
Another work of art
When did you become a member of The Golden Dawn?
Superb imagery, Candice
Thank you so much my friend. When I began this blogging milarky, before I had published any books, I had a small group of loyal friends yourself included, that group shrunk even further, causing me to change blogs and begin over, and it has shown me, the people who stay in your life, they are truly miracles and make such a difference in your ability to keep going forward. For that and for you, I thank you so much more than mere words can give.
Cheeky! 😉
Maybe it sounds disgusting to admit but what else can the reason be in some cases? If it is, then I agree, it’s just treacherous. If it isn’t then I think I know less than I even suspected I did, of human nature!
My lovely friend, it is good to ‘see’ you here, I hope 2017 is treating you well so far. I must say ‘gaunt’ is a favorite word of mine, whilst negative in some ways, it’s one that seems to describe so perfectly an emotion as well as a physical state! Thank you dearly my friend
That is an honour and a pleasure, Candice. X
Ah mais oui mon petite, ’tis the reason for as you said what other reason could there be. I’ve seen it too many times to not know what it looks like. And it is treacherous indeed. Unhappy people often hurt other people sadly! 🙂 ❤
You are so right. I have not met many happy people who hurt people – then again not demonizing all unhappy people because the vast majority do not hurt others, because they know how it feels but those who do, turn the knife that is in them, toward others, maybe in order to feel like they are not alone?
Could be! But you’d think since they know how that hurts they’d choose not to do it. Who knows? 😊❤️
Honestly this may seem glum but i have concluded some people get off on hurting others
Me too! Sad as that is, ’tis true😥😥😥