Open Poetry #49 |
Mourning Toward The Void |
JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
in the burial ground of discord williwaw rules the night gusts so powerful so intrusive even the dead are frightened one lone man sits among ancient bones hearing whispers and sobs and regrets of discontented souls those who cannot leave this place solitary tear falls on wrinkled, sad face among the dead it is he who holds the secret of those entombed the ones who moan his name is notlob and he is damned midnight screeching on this night moon so cold looking I'm sure she's a virgin an oscar says because he is wilde among the strong gusts voices heard cataract eyes look but do not see blinded as a child to ward off temptation and concentrate on the graveyard of withered saints please take me away I've served my time notlob, on his knees sobbing not a figment of his imagination please looks to the sound of laughter silence comes again, only graves speak in the hour of darkest night he is lost in the bog aching for something called affection remembers the name but not the occurrence in the dark he loses hope in the burial ground of discord williwaw rules the night gusts so powerful so intrusive even the dead are frightened ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Wow! That was a powerful piece my friend. Well, actually it sounded like Hell...Good job! ~L |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Hell it might very well be, Lori, if that is how you interpreted it. Thank you sincerely for your reading of this "hellish" write! ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Ticklefingers Senior Member Posts 710 Louisiana |
quote:A different take from what you've posted of late JerryPat. I know someone who this description fits to a 'T'. A mysterious type of chap whom I like, but he's very hard to get to know. This path was an intriguing one to follow. Detailed and polished. 88's friend She told me "play one for your supper Danny and maybe you'll get breakfast". |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Yeah, I guess I am versatile, Ticklefingers, I just have an idea, explore it. My topics can go from hot to cold overnight. Mostly dark, but of course not always. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Ticklefingers Senior Member Posts 710 Louisiana |
quote:Here, your poetry also seems to describe the tragedy in Texas in the aftermath of rampaging tornadoes. Stunning writing JerryPat! (Okay, instead of my usual two-cents, here's four!) 8888's pal She told me "play one for your supper Danny and maybe you'll get breakfast". |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Ah . . . Thank you for the four cents, Ticklefingers. . . Yep, that excerpt could very well be about the tornadoes in Texas. They sure are catching hell over there. Last I heard there were 13 deaths. I'm not a praying man, but to those who survived the tornadoes, but lost everything, my heart goes out to them. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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DaysofView Member
since 2014-04-01
Posts 433Just A Slice Of The Pie |
Hey! Lookie! *© Copyright 2015 Jerry Pat Bolton - All Rights Reserved* You must be Notlob! Its your name spelt backwards! Yay! You wrote this poem in a really cool way Jerrypat2. I really liked it alot. It was just a thought which made them run. It was just an act that killed them. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
I have read this impressive work of yours yesterday evening and again this morning and I am still speechless! I always think that once dead we won't be afraid of anything anymore ... I hope my thought will realize!! You expressed a different opinion and it is indeed very frightening, dear Jerry! Gosh, but though it's spooky and eerie, you surely caught our attention and it's an excellent write in its genre! Brrrrr Margherita |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
"silence comes again, only graves speak" Speaking from within the gates of Eden... "At times I think there are no words But those that tell what’s true And there are no truths outside the Gates of Eden" Gates of eden-Bob Dylan This is the best one I have read of yours, Mr. Jerry Excellent! "Poetry is an echo, asking a shadow to dance." |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Good morning, DaysofView, and yep, you're right, Notlob and I are the same. Appr3ciate your thoughts. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Oh Margherita, it may be as you said that when we are dead we feel no pain whatsoever. My pen goes off in different directions at times. Thank you for your comments . . . ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ [This message has been edited by JerryPat2 (12-28-2015 10:37 AM).] |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Hello, Ice. I loved that Dylan quote. Thank you for your comments, they are very much appreciated. I'm honored. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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