DESCRIPTION
This is a tribute to a poet I discovered late in life, after an english professor of mine said that my poetry was reminiscent of his work. I also discovered, upon further study, we share the same religion, nationality, Western and Chinese astrological signs, and favorite author (Catholic, French, Aries, Snake, Poe). I hope I did him justice. [189 words]
ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
Laurette LaLiberté deLouise is a fiction writer, artist, and poet who lives in Virginia Beach, Virginia with her husband, four children, and an iguana. [July 2000]
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (1) Upon Meeting The Devil (Poetry) It is a short poem about a dream (nightmare, really) that I had. I wrote it as soon as I woke up. [67 words]
Revisitation Du Beaudelaire Laurette M Laliberté Delouise
You torture my dreams. Though captured by your ethereal beauty, O, petal of the balckest rose. I was torn between love, lust and duty. As you abhor me, I punish myself.
You've forgiven all my wasted days spent squandered in an opiate haze. Elevation to the highest plane was the destruction of my minds repose. As you abhor me, I punish myself.
At your ebon breast I suckle, tender as my bruised knuckle, aquired though I fight in vane and knock upon your door again. As you abhor me, I punish myself.
I've rutted in the city's sewers, corrupt flesh made new. Your church-spire teeth my heart to skewer. As you abhor me, I punish myself.
Life-force flows out blackas ink, Poured out darkness from within. Permeates deliscious stink, and feeds the blessed serephim. As you abhor me, I punish myself.
Black-winged angel, envelope me, open up the World before me. Search my soul, develope me, and lay low my defenses, Fleur du Mal. As you abhor me, I punish myself.
Black eyes of fiery heat bore into me, like icy-hot fingers sear my soul. In that final hour, musk-laden night descends like a veil over the pained perfection of your countenence. The parfume fills my senses, a last deception distorting my perception of myself. Obsession is desire mired in a sea of hopelessness. As you abhor me, I punish myself.
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"what can I say, L... I liked it all in all... i liked the fancy words... but what does 'ABHOR' mean???" -- Hu Long Wai (Veronica).
"Thank you for reviewing it. I'm sorry for any confusing language. I used words from Beaudepaires own poetry and wove them into a tributary poem. "Abhor" means to hate. Beaudelaire had a love/hate relationship with a women who was the inspiration for the poem "Venus Noir (Black Venus)", and was cut off from his family's money because of that, among other things. The poem was a summary of events in his life." -- Laurette LaLiberte DeLouise, Virginia Beach, Virginia, United States.
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