Open Poetry #43 |
The Prophet's Story - As Told by Earth and Sky |
WindWalker Senior Member
since 2001-10-12
Posts 1218 |
The prophet heard the coming of the times: of course he did, that's what prophets do. The prophet saw the rising of the tides: of course she did, that's what prophets do. The prophet tasted fully the changing of the times: of course he did, that what is said people will do to those who insist on being prophets -- to those who always must give the right message always in the worst possible time: when society hears but finds it terribly inconvenient to listen. The prophet for her trouble was nailed upon the tree and her children were all sold into slavery. "Should I have remained silent for the children's sake?" She screamed in agony dying abandoned and alone but for waiting vultures perched on two lesser trees. The question has been answered already by society: by a railing, mocking, gawking, thieving multitude that stole her last possession and jeered: "If thou be the Prophet and True, save thyself and us!" The prophet has returned to her own world to grieve and "The Prophet's Story" is now known far and wide across immensities of space where other worlds spin; where humans evolved beyond the plagues of darkness; where they listened to their gifted ones and realized in time no one has ever choked from swallowing one's pride. A new body has been given her but she insists that on her back, her hands and feet, as in her heart it must continue to broadcast the scars of her passage to remember, to feel, the hate-filled sea she faced in trial and every night no sleep she allows to ease her sorrow: cry she does, tears uncounted she sheds, for her children lost who unknowing and un-remembering must now die beyond reach of any compassionate heart or mind. |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
"The Prophet's story is now known far and wide across the immensities of space where other worlds spin." A sad but hopeful tale. of other possibilities. Ida |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
sobering...with lots of ponderables...think I must read it again to get the most from it...excellent write |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
..."where they listened to their gifted ones and realized in time no one has ever choked from swallowing one's pride."... A most excellent rendering. This line, among several others, I found stunning. Stinging clarity here. Love your work. |
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Artic Wind Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 8080Realm of Supernatural |
I always love to read your poetry WW~ It has such depth ARCTIC WIND |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
This line jumped right out at my and will be emblazoned upon my mind... "no one has ever choked from swallowing one's pride" The entire poem was rife with memorable lines, however, my mind can only retain so much! lol Another fine write for your spirit pen, Dear One Who Walks With the Wind! EA |
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