Open Poetry #48 |
Soothsayer |
Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Soothsayer The palaces of prophets rise, Towering unto forbidden skies... But I don't need their crystal balls To know how far a prophet falls. For lost in the altruistic flood Of principle, written in blood, The sinister and gothic hue Of conscience left for you to rue Is, truthfully, all that still stands, When you wash the blood from your hands, As, shackled to this devil's ride, No means, nor ends, are justified. Lecterns of some forgotten text Will leave you invariably vexed, As you scour tomes of ridicule, To find who it is 'played you the fool. But when you see what is, 'stead of what's wanted, Broken dreams leave you forever haunted... The sky turns a darker shade of blue, As Memory rises to claim her due. A pagan riddle come with a price, Your chance to forego paradise... If but to lick your wounds and smile, As you take up that endless mile Somewhere 'long a linguistic thread Of revelry, best left for dead... A toast you give that none else heed -- All prophesies are born of need! But Need twists you to it's own ends, Spilling grief no oracle portends; And when naught but the pains remains, You walk away, a man in chains. Michael Anderson [This message has been edited by Michael (09-20-2012 04:33 PM).] |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Yep, when it's all said and done, and when you ride with the Devil, you surely will end up "a man in chains." quote: Such a truthful statement, among many within the body of this one, Michael. ~*~ If they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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katahdin Senior Member
since 2010-07-01
Posts 1196ME. In the Shadow of the Mt. |
You have such ways with words, dark and compelling! Kat >^..^< |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
But when you see what is, 'stead of what's wanted, Broken dreams leave you forever haunted... An aching AMEN to this! You've woven a warp of wonderful rhyme and woof of hard truths... creating a fantastic fabric! *S* |
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