Black Moths

Black Moths

A Poem by Tina Kline

Black Moths
with torn wings
like tracery
like curtains rotting away - Death waits
eager and hungry
destroy and kill
kill and destroy
why am I so sick? - I watch her die
I cry - night and day
year by year
as rot eats away at me
my grave waits - not so patiently - but eager
I sigh - tired - she is tired too
Tattered wings flake away
age comes and goes then comes again
is this a trick? - Sick Immortality?
Shadows linger long and twisted
like a hot afternoon that rejects evening
waiting - waiting - always waiting
Death lingers with a twisted metallic grin
where is the peace? - where is my health
I don't know, she says
and so, too tired to go on
old beyond comprehension
we lie down to die - forgetting - we can't die





© 2014 Tina Kline


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This is brilliant. You boss this genre. The images you conjure up are rich and vigorous. We can sense the way the voice in the poem is trapped in a between place. I esp like the top four lines, and 'age comes and goes then comes again'. The sense of weariness and despair is arch. The best line for me though is 'like a hot afternoon that rejects evening.' It's just shows how everything is all screwed up. As does the notion of 'sick immortality.' Normally immortality is thought to be a positive thing, but if there is sickness it becomes the very opposite. The last line is a great one also. The idea that even the release of death is not to be had is strong because mostly most people don't want death.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tina Kline

11 Years Ago

Thanks very much!



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Chilling and impressive work. Darkly beautiful.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tina Kline

11 Years Ago

Thanks Fur Person!
This is brilliant. You boss this genre. The images you conjure up are rich and vigorous. We can sense the way the voice in the poem is trapped in a between place. I esp like the top four lines, and 'age comes and goes then comes again'. The sense of weariness and despair is arch. The best line for me though is 'like a hot afternoon that rejects evening.' It's just shows how everything is all screwed up. As does the notion of 'sick immortality.' Normally immortality is thought to be a positive thing, but if there is sickness it becomes the very opposite. The last line is a great one also. The idea that even the release of death is not to be had is strong because mostly most people don't want death.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tina Kline

11 Years Ago

Thanks very much!
A very dark an despairing poem, gloomy, chilling and full of pain and unhappiness.
Yet beautiful it some way. I enjoyed reading this.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tina Kline

11 Years Ago

Thanks.......
A brilliant pem. Drk and seductive. The pull to death i overwhelming despite the terror one would feeling. Like a drug a person surrenders. Impressive poem.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tina Kline

11 Years Ago

Thank you thank you!
Coyote Song

11 Years Ago

:) ....................................
Very beautiful and deeply chilling. I was captivated by the dark tale in this very well created poem.

Posted 11 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Tina Kline

11 Years Ago

Thank you thank you.
Star Wolf

11 Years Ago

You're welcome.

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