Hi, the term "Stiletto Heals" is quoted from Allison Casidy's poem "Modern Muslims". It is one of those highly enjoyable poems written by Allie. People should read more of her works..
A dinner dance by Iron Fairies
First
A penknife
With dazzling
Breasts and whistling
Thighs, swept
Past, ripping
Soft cores
Shattering
My Fragile
Heart and
Battering it
To bits
Then
A dark dagger
With curly
Hair and hurly-burly
Robe, unrolled…
Wrapped in
A posh, slush
Jeans and a low cut
Blouse. "Stiletto
Heals" and glamorous
Glows… slapped
Me across…
Leaving me
Numb with
Jittering cold
Then the major attack
A Chainsaw
With a flirtatiously
Outrageous Moves
Did a audaciously
Gracious tribal
Dance…
Her sexy breasts
Fluttering to the
Heat of campfire
Glittering to the
Light of moon-fire
Danced and
Made a human
Barbecue
From my
Sickening
Skin
Killed and
Left me numb
With pain, danced
And left me to
Burn and went
To polish
Their nails to
Create a spa
To catch
Yet, another
Prey
© Shashendra Amalshan 2010
Lots of action here and vivid images. Your imagination, I hope, is what is working creatively.
ths creature is vicious. beware. yes beware. a penknife, a dagger, a chainsaw, oh my she wants to cut you to pieces. excellent metaphors, I enjoyed.
interesting comparisons...
You are a keen observer, Shashendra...and you transform your observations well into exciting lines...
Ah! You describe heartless women so well.
Amazing contrasts that absolutely Grabbed my attention. Delightful comparisons and entertaining poem. Well done.
Make the most of your visions, they will serve you well in real life. Then when you have Aged with all the wisdom in the World you will be able to advise. Kind Regards. Philip
she is as vicious as can be, i'm glad it's you and not me. ha-ha great
A plethora of stunning images that have left this reader reeling in amazement - spellbinding. :)
Ah. Shan good write as usual. plus you give it some structure.. beautiful.
oh my Shash, this is a dazzling lightning kung-fu fighting witching bonfire of a poem....run for your life!
You must inhale to fill your chest so much to fight those wobblie flesh eating stiletto sex cats...I'm sure with your poetic talent a fair maiden on a horse is heading your way..so tonite set those traps for those cats and get ready to play with Godiva...great poem Sasha regards
This reminded me of 'The Witches of Eastwick'! I love the raw emotion, the biting phrases....'a chainsaw with flirtatiously outrageous moves'.....never quite thought of a woman in such terms before - HA! I can feel the bitterness in your words. This is highly intense and smashing writing, Shan. Well done!
A unique style, brief but well pictured image. Sensational, bold and sexy thoughts that gets into readers mind perception and left their mouth agape and say wow.........
was like standing along and watching...so vividly written...and ofcourse your style shan
Firstly, thanks for the 'plug' in your introduction. You are very generous. Secondly, where on earth do your ideas come from? This is yet another example of a poem that runs onto the stage in top gear and at full throttle. I see dance and music and lights aplenty. I see limbs lashing, eyes flashing and lycra bursting through a mirror ball of mirage. Surreal, original and filled with contradictions, your iron fairies dance on the eyeballs of the reader and leave this one speechless.! Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Such stark vibrant images and your imagination has run riot with this one. The title is so original, as is the whole poem and can see it important to get it off your breasts, oops I mean chest. Great to see you posting new poems Shash as you always offer something so different.
Graphic, sexual, beastly or should i say (breastly) at times...lol!....Ahhh, but make no mistake, for this is Poetry & its freedom ride, skillfully discharged & employed as such..Structurally pristine...crisp,clean & vibrantly pictorial to boot!....Fine Work,Sash ... FjR
What a vivid and violent rollercoaster ride. Each one sharp and deadly and willing to draw first blood. I think I'd have exited Stage Right. Quite a penning. tfs