Simon Siwak
1
These hemorrhagic muses
Exist within the fluting
Of my symphonic veins
Ready to weep any origin
2
A drug of design and duress
I execute poems in defense
Of my eternal soul
3
The essential wound
Being of course the heart
Cannot be swathed or sewn
Without loss of love and compassion
4
Ink cauterizes my tears
But my words do not
Deny the sentiment
mindlovemisery 
I love number 4. I have tagged you in a poetry prompt on my site today. I’ve written a poem in ‘your’ style.
Ooooh I will go have a look XD
“The essential wound/Being of course the heart/Cannot be swathed or sewn/Without loss of love and compassion . . .”
Potent words. Great post.
Thanks so much Peter =)
They are all great but love the last one the most! 🙂
Thanks Helen =) I was crazy busy yesterday like a chicken with my head cut off haha
OMG! These are very intense and sentimental. Brilliant!
Thanks so much XD
They are all genious, my favourite being number 2 🙂
Thanks so much XD
of i like the second one much….
its got rhythm and a cool turn…i birth poems
like that as well…ha…
cool pic too….painful but cool
Thanks so much Brian XD
Love # 2 and #4 especially 🙂
Thanks Melanie XD