Open Poetry #47 |
The Wailing |
Michael
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The Wailing He lingers on in lone sorrow, from a history shared; Grim tomorrow stumbled upon, with its steely fangs bared… To prosecute the upright stance of seven layered trust. Given to chance, and ill repute, his house of dreams but dust. A walking scab, feeling remorse in sensibility; He stays the course to lay the slab of love no longer free… On foundations of splintered hope – those faces from the past, Beyond the scope of perdition, where destiny’s amassed. The pinnacle of broadcast shame, he lays his trophies down. If in the name of ridicule, takes up his jester’s crown. The scepter laid across his lap, his eyes pinned to the ceiling; With a cold slap the price is paid in a life lost while kneeling. The head bowed low, the sword raised high, a gesture quite befitting; Met with a sigh that seemed to know not the meaning of quitting. With the downstroke, all present blessed in the knightly endeavor Saw dream confessed in eyes that spoke of refinding forever. But with ghostly ambition bled, these marble halls of ruin In quiet dread now stir, mostly beneath the lover’s moon. Leaving a tingle on the skin, even by light of day… The price of sin for which he sings in eternal dismay. Michael Anderson Like one that on a lonesome road Doth walk in fear and dread, And having once turned round walks on, And turns no more his head... Coolridge [This message has been edited by Michael (07-01-2015 03:31 PM).] |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
I read this and had to walk away for a few minutes... it struck me so powerfully that shivers ran down my spine in spite of the heat. Coming back and reading it again... none of the power or poignance have diminished. Wow... and well... wow. *S* |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
incredible! breathtaking! love it! Lori |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
this is quite beautifully expressed~~ in just a few weeks I become Lady Ollyne once again for the MD Renaissance Faire... you put me in the mood I am a fan of rhythm and rhyme when done well! M |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
thank you all for the kind replies... M, Lady Ollyne sounds truly exquisite. Who says chivalry is dead? |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
"The Wailing, WOW, lots of emotion stirred. ebonygirl |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Pure dark poetry, no redeeming qualities within it, just darkness forever has laid claim to his heart. I so liked this line, "The head bowed low, the sword raised high, a gesture quite befitting;" But it is merely one line of the whole, Michael which made up this gory, dark poetry you have given us. Thank you. ~ Money can't buy happiness, but broke can't buy anything. ~ |
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Paul Wilson
since 2002-07-07
Posts 4711United States |
Michael...I do believe you have won me over as a fan of your peotry.Great read.,,Paul ~~To share my poems with you is to share my heart with you~~ Paul |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Michael has won many over with his poetry. I am one... |
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katahdin Senior Member
since 2010-07-01
Posts 1196ME. In the Shadow of the Mt. |
Wel done! Enjoyed. Kat >^..^< |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
ebonygirl, glad to WoW you with this one. JP, I've long considered darkness my specialty. I'm glad it moves you. Paul, thank you very much. Michael... those are humbling words coming from you... Thank you. kat, I don't think we've met before, so thank you, and nice to meet you. Will look to see if you've posted soemthing now. |
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