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Chapel on the edge.... my 1000th post
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Chapel on the edge.... my 1000th post |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland 
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This is the most recent poem I have wrote and one of the more challenging ones. This is part 1. Part 2 is floating somewhere around in my head and will be unleashed sometime in the future...maybe. ================================================== Through the still quarantine mute God summons me, whispering across evergreen forest, searing desert and polar heart land. It weaves in dreams awake I can not silence its song ushering me into sweet abandonment of my concrete shade. "COME MY CHILD, FREE THY SELF TO WALK THE HOT COALS TO THE CHAPEL ON THE EDGE." Its words fade into echoes drumming in my ears an urge that must be satisfied. Images of Saints carved in high plastic violate the sky - sterile icons of suffering cleansed and commerce repentant. "Burn, Burn, Burn" chant the masses from the voids of Disenchantment; the fractured lullaby of a ripe womb. They piece together a prayer for some television God to save, under the shadow of every factory a candle burns, converge on a conveyor belt, bread and water, feast upon the sour fruits of blind faith. I am witness to the nightmare, as I flee their sight. Exiled on desert stones bare, soles on razors bruised and boiled. Hot ash on wind whips my skin. Must be hell for sure, no greater pain I ever tasted. Arid tongue and bulging eyes, dry saliva cries can not scream in wide open silence. A pretty palate -skin rack, for the vultures, My skull is brittle stone crucified under blazing sun, they can claim my flesh to mutilate my nerve; For to flood into suicide is better than to grace Hades. AWAKE TO LIFE MY CHILD Moisture anoints my thirst mouth, I drink her sorrows bathing in her milk and flesh of her earthly delights. Weep the terror of the desert between her thighs. "IT'S WHAT YOU WISH TO SEE THAT HAS YOU BLIND." Dawn seeps as threads of chlorophyll into canopy shadows underneath monsoon dew washes over my skin glistening emerald. I tap my roots into her fertile kiss, gentle murmurs beneath humus soothe me with infinite rhythms of her heart. Mother you nurtured me from initiation, I apologise I forget you, though never again. Reside in me your eternal blessing. No known horizon, only allusion of ground and sky frozen. In polar land polarised in purest white I am paralysed to seek comfort or to move, with out direction reality becomes a detached myth. "THIS IS THE WAY STEP INSIDE…" "Where?" I ask eyes erased in permanent white. "MOVE INTO THE HEART OF GOD, MY CHILD" In a moment of clarity I reflect, on my blindness, the wisdom she spoke "WHAT YOU WISH TO SEE HAS YOU BLIND" In the intoxication of belief I rush forward shattering the strobe mirror into shards of light. Glass falls as stars offering the night diamond bliss, a new destination where lovers reach for ecstasy. I am standing on the righteous plateau, having enduring the many pains of self infliction, the doubts and viruses of heredity. My perception opens to infinite clarity -This is the Chapel on the edge. < !signature--> ------------------------ "WE IRISH ARE TOO POETIC TO BE POETS, WE ARE A NATION OF BRILLIANT FAILURES." Oscar Wilde. [This message has been edited by brian madden (edited 06-19-2000).] |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
In the intoxication of belief I rush forward shattering the strobe mirror into shards of light. Glass falls as stars offering the night diamond bliss, a new destination where lovers reach for ecstasy. I am standing on the righteous plateau, having enduring the many pains of self infliction, the doubts and viruses of heredity. My perception opens to infinite clarity -This is the Chapel on the edge. --------------- first of all congrats on your landmark post... you have reached this mark very quickly in the short time you have been here... glad to know im not the only one who never goes outside  the imagery in this is astonishing and I like the cryptic and even at times haunted feel of it... i like the voices heard through out it as well well written exploration... If part two is stuck in your head and its anything like part one.. your gonna need my tylenol later-deep-poet gator eve-gator |
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whiskey
since 1999-12-28
Posts 1278Australia |
Wonderful poem , well written , congrats on your 1000th post  |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Hey brian, First let me congratulate you for your 1000 CONGRATS my friend and many accolades. now to the poetry, No known horizon, only allusion of ground and sky frozen. In polar land polarised in purest white I am paralysed to seek comfort or to move, with out direction reality becomes a detached myth. ... In the intoxication of belief I rush forward shattering the strobe mirror into shards of light. Glass falls as stars offering the night diamond bliss, a new destination where lovers reach for ecstasy. I am standing on the righteous plateau, having enduring the many pains of self infliction, the doubts and viruses of heredity. My perception opens to infinite clarity -This is the Chapel on the edge. .... brilliant, so many shades of cryptic feelings are written deep within the poem here, and it actually starts with your first few lines ...as I now notice on my third read... Through the still quarantine mute God summons me, whispering across evergreen forest, searing desert and polar heart land. It weaves in dreams awake I can not silence its song ushering me into sweet abandonment of my concrete shade. I repeat again, brilliant, and I am now impatient for your second part... regards, sudhir |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Jan, I know I should get out more often see people and the real world. Beisde all the radiation from the computer is probably bad for me and I could OD on poetry. As for part two, you know what they say about sequels. I have about 10 lines so far, it could be awhile. Thanks for reading and for your wonderful response. Whiskey, thanks for reading for your kind words. Sudhir, I was trying to get into a Jim Morrison vibe and I had all my poetry books out trying to pillage ideas for this poem. Thank you for your wonderful response, but alas it could be another 1000 posts before part two. My brain is bit sleepy at the moment. Thank you all for your wonderful replies and support. < !signature--> ------------------------ "WE IRISH ARE TOO POETIC TO BE POETS, WE ARE A NATION OF BRILLIANT FAILURES." Oscar Wilde. "A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral". Antoine de Saint-Exupéry [This message has been edited by brian madden (edited 06-19-2000).] |
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Marina Member Elite
since 2000-02-10
Posts 2245Pickering, Ontario |
Congradulations Brian!!!!!! This is very well written. Just remember to keep away from that Gemini wild women and you will be fine. LOL Marina |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Brian,...allow me to slip in here and say my bit. hehe. First,...congrats on the 1000th...whew!!! haha. Awesome. I am slowly creeping that way. Oh and very nice to finally "see" you. hehe. cool. Ok, your writing is so interesting to me...as I have told you a thousand times. This poem is an example of just how deeply you can go,...and take me at the same time. Superbly written...and it will probably be read a few more times.....I think this one needs a reading on the porch. hehe. Take care. *Peace. |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Brian, How often have I been inspired by "Break on through..." and "People are strange..." amongst many of DOORs spectacular songs... this one, reminds me of the first one quite a lot....as I stand groping for more words, let me once again applaud you and please don't make it another 1000, I will die of impatience Nay, take your time dear poet friend, and I am willing to wait as long as it takes... for beauty is not revealed every day... is it?? Regards, sudhir |
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Aimster Member Elite
since 2000-02-19
Posts 4297Charlotte, NC |
Brian, first congratulations on 1000!! The sheer brilliance of this piece is astounding!! The images and wording jump off the page at me. I have read it twice and find it so intriguing, I am sure to read it many more times. You have an amazing gift, and I am honored you share it with the likes of us. take care, Amy "Don't be dismayed at goodbyes. A farewell is before you can meet again. And meeting again after a moment or a lifetime is certain for those who are friends." "Fate exists but it can only take you so far, Because once you're there It's up to you to make it happen." |
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Dr.Moose1 Member Elite
since 1999-09-05
Posts 3448Bewilderment , USA |
Brian, Didn't quite know what to expect ,and was astonished at the imagery.Of all the forms this would probably be the hardest for me to use , and you have done it so well . Doc |
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X Angel Senior Member
since 1999-11-07
Posts 1521Oregon |
this left me spiritually exhausted! I really enjoyed the intensity of this poem! It had emotions quelling in my heart and me sat there on the edge of my cozy chair, raptly reading each line. Kudos! ~Heather |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
Brian, congratulations on your 1,000th Post!!! This poem is simply superb!!! Each line simply flows with excellent images. . . A great poem to mark this milestone. . . ------------------------------------------------------------- That which gives light must endure burning --Victor Frankl |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
Did someone say the doors? Jim Morrison...I loved their music and the poetic song verses behind it...yes Brian your poem did reflect words and arrangements of a doors song... Congradulations on 1000th |
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JulieAnn Senior Member
since 2000-06-12
Posts 754Earth 3rd Rock from the sun!! |
Congrats on your 1000th! can't wait for part 2!!! Julie :) |
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LadySofia Member
since 2000-05-16
Posts 238FL., USA |
Brian, I haven't been able to jump to Passions or any cpu for that matter recently. I've been trying to catch up with what I've missed so far, but it's pretty tedious! I'm glad I could take the time and read your 1,000th...that's quite an accomplishment, and how wonderful it was! Thank you for sharing this daring piece, it's going into my library (I just realized I had one...lol). ^_^ Amanda "Come what come may, time and the hour runs through the roughest day." A line from Macbeth, by William Shakespear |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
This writing is very dramatic and creative..what a wonderful number 1000...James |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Marina, thanks for your reply. Too late that Gemini woman has me (an innocence aries) wrapped around her finger.LOL SpitFire, yes it is a porch poem. Thanks for wonderful reply. Sudhir, thanks again. Have to say my favourite is "riders on the storm" Aimster, "sheer brilliance" wow, ok ego exploding lol thanks for wonderful reply. It is also an honor to share this site with such fine poets. Doc, thanks for reading and reply. X Angel, ok let your spirit take a nap. I know it is a long poem, you really need a cozy chair for my meandering thoughts. thanks for your wonderful reply. Sven, thanks for wondeful response. A Romantic Heart, glad I captured some of Jim's magic, Must have been those repeated listens to Ghost song. thanks for your lovely reply. JulieAnn, part 2 is slowly seeping out. so it may be some while. I will try and make it worth the wait. thanks for your lovely words. Amanda, I am proud and honored to be in your library. I know it is hard to catch up with all the poetry. Thanks for taking time out and reading and responsing. Thanks to all for your beautiful responses and words of support < !signature--> ------------------------ "We Irish are too poetic to be poets, we are a nation of brilliant failures." Oscar Wilde A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry [This message has been edited by brian madden (edited 06-20-2000).] |
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Poet deVine
Administrator
Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Congratulations on post 1,000!! But now you're on your way to 2,000! I liked this very much..this poem is excellent! Looking forward to part 2 to come rattling OUT of your brain.... |
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Nate Dogg Senior Member
since 1999-11-15
Posts 1658Georgia, Fulton |
This is a remarkable and outstanding piece, Brian! I wondered how I missed out on your work because you're a very talented poet. Take care... Nathan |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Poet devine, thanks for your wondeful response. Part two is slowly working its way out, two and half verses so far. Natedogg, glad you caught up. tahnks for reading and for your kind words A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral. Antoine de Saint-Exupéry [This message has been edited by brian madden (edited 06-21-2000).] |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Congradulations on your 1000th post! What a complex work of art you have here, Brian! I look forward to seeing the rest. Corinne |
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Kit McCallum
Administrator
Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Simply incredible Brian! I'm afraid I missed this peom over some hectic days, but saw part 2 and backtracked to start at the beginning here (thanks for putting in the link). Absolutely stunning imagery and complexity here Brian ... almost leaving me exhausted, yet wanting more ... excellent writing! Best wishes, /Kit |
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OLIAS Senior Member
since 2000-06-20
Posts 1090Pearl city Iowa |
I have read this piece five times and my initial reaction was WOW!!,then a need to comprehend, then analyse, but I just get back to WOW !! I wouldnt know where to begin Thankyou for sharing and congrats. Olias |
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