Tiptoe
Wandering through the knee high leaves
Her collar lined with crystal due
Her bones wrapped in white torn mistrusting
lace
Hem frayed, heart silenced
The quite screams of forgotten dreams
In the frost her body quivers
As she lay barren
Faced down in snow
Allowing fingertips of ice to trace her spine
And tear at her innocence
Her pale heart in silent yearning
For a year past and forgotten
A tortured soul, bound by her fear
Bound by rope
And memory
Her deepest demons
Tearing themselves from her inside out
As tunnel eyed passers-by turn their heads astray
Shuffling feet to mask the sound
A frostbitten beauty
Worn over time
Who dared bare her soul
For there is nothing more lonely than a girl
Who's soul wanders amongst the hearts of men
I wrote this piece a few weeks back after looking through the incredible work of Laura Makabresku a photographer and writer from Poland. Her work shows influences from farytales and carries a constant whimsical theme, with influences from gothic folk law. One of her recent series of photographs follows the tale of a young girl who died in an unfortunate suicide. A group of men, who were deemed to be insane, would perform rituals to tempt back her soul, where they would then bind her body with rope so she took human form, and would then abuse her.
I am normally unable to write poetry without planning, but her photographs have proved great for inspiration and I was able to simply put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard as the case may be) and write.
Please go and take a look at the incredible woman who inspired this piece Laura Makabresku
As tunnel eyed passers-by turn their heads astray
Shuffling feet to mask the sound
A frostbitten beauty
Worn over time
Who dared bare her soul
For there is nothing more lonely than a girl
Who's soul wanders amongst the hearts of men
I wrote this piece a few weeks back after looking through the incredible work of Laura Makabresku a photographer and writer from Poland. Her work shows influences from farytales and carries a constant whimsical theme, with influences from gothic folk law. One of her recent series of photographs follows the tale of a young girl who died in an unfortunate suicide. A group of men, who were deemed to be insane, would perform rituals to tempt back her soul, where they would then bind her body with rope so she took human form, and would then abuse her.
I am normally unable to write poetry without planning, but her photographs have proved great for inspiration and I was able to simply put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard as the case may be) and write.
Please go and take a look at the incredible woman who inspired this piece Laura Makabresku
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