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A Cold and Pitiless Wind
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A Cold and Pitiless Wind |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana 
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A cold and pitiless wind moves among us, A current of current rising from epochs old. Can we sleep serenely and without fear when Amid stirrings of horse's hoofs he smiles? Beneath primordial moons deviously does plot, Time is of no value, eternity has evolved. Without the ticking sound of the life's clock, Snorting Arabian steed's anxious for the fight. Poised on every shore, peering into windows, O, so stealthy, when at last the moon has hid. And the tide washes up, deposits combatants, They come, by air, luxury liner, banana boat. By the soles of their feet, souls of their God, Like residue from a growing, fanatical storm. What blood moves through these warriors, Which provokes bloodlust as easily as a smile? He is there, over there, here too, right here, Where the children are at play with yesterday's Values, yesterday's view, yesterday's excitement? When the tongue and eyes of the ancient ones Speak softly, gazing upon the long awaited prize. The thundering of million's of hoofs let loose, Neighing a battle cry to the dead, silent old ones. And we, well we go about our business of sanity, Thinking we are good, we are clean, we laugh. Calmly we do leave the doors and the windows Ajar for our visitors who are now neighbors, To finish the ancient martyr's settling of scores. ~ My grandmother is over eighty and still doesn't need glasses. Drinks right out of the bottle. ~ |
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EmmaRose Senior Member
since 2011-03-02
Posts 1376Midwest |
There is a definite ominous feel to this, like when even sleeping with the lights on won't keep out the the inevitable dark. Thought provoking.... |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Compelling read that grabs the solar plexus and doesn't let go! Visually and emotionally stirring! Many layers to this poem and worthy of another read to gain even greater understanding. Great write!  EA |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Hi Jerry - A good if slightly chilling read. Life can sometimes be a 'devil thing'. I just hope there's a good reason for it. Helen |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
No, EmmaRose, even with the lights on we are not safe. Thank you for reading and commenting. I think things might come clearer, EA, with another read. Appreciate you being here. Oh, there is a reason, Helen. Whether or not it is a good one is according to whom you are conversing with. Much obliged to see you here. ~ My grandmother is over eighty and still doesn't need glasses. Drinks right out of the bottle. ~ |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
To be quite honest, I don't know if you are speaking literally or metaphorically. All I know for certain is that you sure can write! Shiver me timbers! Now I meant that quite literally! Powerfully chilling images that make me shudder. There is a line from a movie that kept playing in my head as I read along ~ "You can run...but you cannot hide!" EA |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
"You can run...but you cannot hide!" Perfect. This poem is quite literal, EA. Think back to September 11th, 2001, and everything that has happened since. ~ My grandmother is over eighty and still doesn't need glasses. Drinks right out of the bottle. ~ |
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katahdin Senior Member
since 2010-07-01
Posts 1196ME. In the Shadow of the Mt. |
Powerful read indeed! Kat >^..^< |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you Kat. So good to see you here. ~ My grandmother is over eighty and still doesn't need glasses. Drinks right out of the bottle. ~ |
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faithmairee Senior Member
since 2011-01-05
Posts 1441Poe Haven, USA |
powerful, chilling and thought-provoking...excellently done There must be a poem in here somewhere. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Hello Faith. Glad you decided to check this out, and happy you liked it. ~ My grandmother is over eighty and still doesn't need glasses. Drinks right out of the bottle. ~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Sounds like something out of Revelations to me. Felt Apocalyptic. Good write! (as per usual)  Lori |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
It felt apocalyptic to me as I was writing it, Lori. Thank you for being here. ~ My grandmother is over eighty and still doesn't need glasses. Drinks right out of the bottle. ~ |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Food for much philosophical conversation - and oh so beautifully put! Owl |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you, Owl, your thoughts mean much to me. ~ My grandmother is over eighty and still doesn't need glasses. Drinks right out of the bottle. ~ |
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