Bitterness
Blue-speckled frogs shoot arrows at her
They think she is a pole
Something to be stuck to when it snows
When the cold makes numb the skin
When the blizzard makes blind the eyes
When the howling and croaking unite
The screeching makes her ears bleed
When she can cover them, it makes her nose bleed
It stains the white ground with disdain
They will wreath it with holly to make Christmas
And alone she will sit
Wallowing in front of a fireplace
Naked beneath a blanket
Wondering how the window was broken
Several rocks with several notes attached
They fly in, accusing her of witchcraft
The plague of blue-speckled frogs was hers
Because they surely did not try to kill her, too
But pretty fools, you cannot see her sores
She has cuts from a wind she cannot see
She has scars from burns in the cold
You raised the devil in your hate for her
No act of martyrdom will save her now
And no iron stakes will save you.
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The frogs represent the character's bitterness. She's only an outcast from society, and the people look down on this. Her window's broken because people are throwing rocks through it, and the rocks don't really have notes attached, but rather, have attached to them the mentality and purpose of killing a sinner, which the throwers believe the protagonist is.
Gosh, you guys! Seriously....
Hahah, thanks for giving me a chance to clear that up.
Hmmm.. That was certanly interesting!
Somehow, even though the idea started the poem, the frogs thing doesn't quite fit. It feels like you're doing it only to match your avatar.
The screeching makes her ears bleed
When she can cover them, it makes her nose bleed
This changes the tense, and is pretty repetitive, which makes it boring.
Wondering how the window was broken
Up till now, each line conected with the last, at least in some way, but this shatters all that. Could you explain? Maybe a tiny bit?
I like the fantacy aspects, they're very creative, if somewhat random.
Hmm, is this about a pole dancer? If it is, this is the most poetic description of it I have ever read. i don't think it's actually about a frog./ But watch the several stonescame in the window part.
i found the poem to flow natuarally and thats something i like. the numbness and bleeding you talk of renders a dark, and intense feel which i appreciate. excep[t for my aversion for frogs..everything in this poem caters to my taste. so good work!!!
keep it up!
Well I got the idea for the first line from my avatar, and the only reason I have that avatar is because...I suppose I have an attraction to blue frogs. If any of my pictures fit, it would be one of them. Anyhow, after the first line, it became a rant.
you really like frogs.