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Death's Devil
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Death's Devil |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali 
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Death, owns an abacus to taunt the passing days. Weighs soul worth, metes out pain. I am but one bead-click away from darkened earth or Loves sweet grace. Rather burn sunshine 'neath starry eyes, Than own heartache of "no more time." Offered up, I show my hand- a tawny green, my own bead be crushed tight to whitest sanctity. A different hue, hand-painted me in suddle stubborn shades. Devil brushes me translucent, now (an automatic "stay") Corrupt, shall not complete me (in mind I just exist) but Devil has vindictive beads and places me in fist. My angst and cry go unheard as Devil moves my line, Tallyin' sums of every score adding erred black to mine. Resistance strong, from beaded plight I loosen from the bar. Seek a palm to hide within 'neath lifelines of the heart. Devil his due, but denied mine- never to lay another line.. Ended here, Death's earnest search- in palms of reason, (ne'r the abacus) may weigh my worth in soiled earth. "..But a tyrant spell has bound me, And I cannot, cannot go.." ~Emily Bronte 'The Night is Darkening Around Me' |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Taking it to the limit does this poem Tanya, and don't know anyone who can do it better than you. This stanza . . . quote:Yes indeed, the Tallyman, i.e., the Devil, tallies all that he can in his hated black ledger . . . You finished this poem with darkness and danger. ~*~ When they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Challenge well met and then some, dear. You have taken darkness to whole bleak new level here. Would bite my tongue for spewing that line at you, but really this is gorgeous in all its dire essence.  Doh, guess I'm up.Michael |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
Jerry- Always sweet thanx! I think writing my own end is the best part- tally aside, to thwart pain and cradle love, a blessing to my stubborn hide! ty-ty Michael- glad you are overlooking my..um..hacking of said line darlin'.. will eek on it no more then Yes, your turn- and so you get *the look. kiss-kiss ~T "..But a tyrant spell has bound me, And I cannot, cannot go.." ~Emily Bronte 'The Night is Darkening Around Me' |
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