Mauve Beach

one thousand half loves lying on a beach
spread open thighs
defecated by the horrid leeches

a dove flies above a violent sunset
and passes out drunk in the sand
it cries in its falsetto tone

what a wonderful half love
shave paradise's legs for me

violet crystals growing from an eye
sipping rose colored glasses
a woman in mauve dress walks barefoot atop a cliff

she watches nude half loves convulsing on crystal beach
the most infamous cancerous shoreline
wet with salty ambition

she holds her hand out to the violent sunset that burns bleach
and a sunset becomes an afternoon filled with rape
as the ocean sucks up paradise and satisfies itself

This has potential, but I find it a little too repetitive (half loves) and it looks almost like your throwing random words into your poems that don't really belong or make sense.

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i work from abstract imagery and made up metaphors.

it's not all random it's connected in one way or another.

it's about illusions of lust and glamor. it's not supposed to be always straight forward. most poetry i know can have multiple meanings you just have to read between the lines and such.

There still has to be some element of sense involved...it can be abstract sure...but even the most abstract poetry has some underlying element of structure. Anyone can just slap words onto a piece of paper and call it poetry.