Spiritual Journeys |
Death's Obeisance (Spenserian Sonnet) |
jbouder Member Elite
since 1999-09-18
Posts 2534Whole Sort Of Genl Mish Mash |
The Shrouded Horror poised with scythe to mow Green shoots, ripe wheat, and weathered stalks alike, Grim gritted teeth and hollow eyes aglow With pride, It paused to survey It's great Reich. The dauntless Judge considered its next strike, A hiss escaped the rictus of It's grin, When stabbing fear sharp as a guardsman's pike Pierced skin and bone and icy heart within. Black clouds and tolling, rolling thunder's din Forced hateful eyes, against their will, to see That White Cloaked Victor's glorious rule begin: The Vicar pinned against a Roman Tree. Now tattered shroud and broken scythe remain, Obeisance paid in honor of His Reign *** I want to be mindful of the rules regarding multiple posts but I thought some of you might like what I posted in Critical Analysis. No offense will be taken if the moderators must remove this post. < !signature--> Jim "If I rest, I rust." - Martin Luther [This message has been edited by jbouder (edited 12-16-1999).] |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Wow! This is great! Well done! Denise |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
Very well done and thank you for sharing this with us. I look at CA as a learning tool. I would consider this double posted if you had it in Open or another forum. Thank you again. <*\\\>< Jesus is the reason for the season |
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sandgrain Member Elite
since 1999-09-21
Posts 3662Sycamore, IL, USA |
Exquisite word usage...powerful! Thank you!! |
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Echo Rhayne Senior Member
since 1999-09-17
Posts 1495Canyon Country, CA |
Very good! ~*~ Hell is not a place of fire and a devil with a tail and horns. But a place of torment because the light of God is gone. To escape this, accept the blood of Jesus Christ! ~*~ |
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Local Parasite
since 2001-11-05
Posts 2527Transylconia, Winnipeg |
Very vivid description, and I think that's what I love most about this poem. It's neat how strict formatting (such as Spenser's sonnet format) sometimes forces us to come up with new & more creative ways of describing things. Not to rob you of due credit at all... Overall this is flawless... very well written. Brian "God becomes as we are that we may be as he is." ~William Blake |
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