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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland 
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This is in response to a post that orginated in the Challenge forum where I was begging for scraps, phrases stray lines of poetry. Thanks Kaile for the line "Alone in a sea of jesters." ------------- Alone in a sea of jesters Alone in a sea of jesters, menacing fools Drunken upon whiskey stupidity and rye. These creatures, laughing to the moon, crazy mules Biting my skin, kicking spitting upon my frail eye. I wonder what devil does create such violence To churn out upon a lake these icons of defilement? I wish to pry the closing hours of sanity for silence To cower in angels mortuary awaiting comfort sacrament. Alone in a sea of jesters, these corrupt creatures feed me sickly vices, ugly herbs and cocaine spice, I vomit on the waves as my image bears their features, I'll crawl where pity plays and needles savagely entice. Alone to raging nights, twisted hands lock on dying faith Their voices trail inside, knawing at nerves and immunity I have been worn thin, defeated, down at decadence gate Adrift no longer bound to the lumbered chains of society. the plot of our life sweats in the dark like a face the mystery of childbirth, of childhood itself grave visitations what is it that calls to us?" patti smith [This message has been edited by brian madden (edited 07-18-2000).] |
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dgvarner Member Elite
since 2000-05-13
Posts 3552High Springs, Florida |
brian..always leaving me in a state of awe... this is great..or course..! dg "i speak in written word--my lips, no sound may utter..." dgvarner |
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kaile
since 2000-02-06
Posts 5146singapore |
WOW,Brian, this is awesome..i am glad that i have posted you this challenge for this is just great...you have brought me into the world of an outcast and some lines just speak to me....esp like "I'll crawl where pity plays and needles savagely entice"...to prefer to face sharp needles rather than those jesters...hmm...the despair that this speaker must have felt!!!  as always, always impressed  |
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midnightblues Senior Member
since 2000-07-01
Posts 1597Singapore |
Aw brian, this piece leaves me astounded! Alone in a sea of jesters, these corrupt creatures feed me sickly vices, ugly herbs and cocaine spice, I vomit on the waves as my image bears their features, I'll crawl where pity plays and needles savagely entice. yuck! but I do like abit of horror and grosity....haha this is profound man! love, michelle If there cannot be equal in affection, then let the one with more be me - midnightblues™ |
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Lady Lost Member
since 2000-07-13
Posts 470 |
This is one of those poems that anyone can relate to and everyone would have different perceptions of what it means..I would love to know what it means to the writer...but like sitting in the front row of a ballet, sometimes when you get too close to something it ruins the illusion Great poem!You can never have too much fiction; reality can be such a bore |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
dgvarner, leaving me blushing. THank you for your lovely reply. kaile, thanks for the line again. It is amazing what seeds of inspiration can sprout, thank you for providing those seeds and for your wonderful response. michelle, sorry if this poem left a stale taste in your mouth lol. THanks for your wonderful reply. Lady Lost, thanks for your wonderful comments and thoughts. I would hate to ruin the illusion so what ever you see is the truth. Thanks. why must we pray screaming? why must not death be redefined? we shut our eyes we stretch out our arms and whirl on a pane of glass-patti smith |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Alone in a sea of jesters, these corrupt creatures feed me sickly vices, ugly herbs and cocaine spice, I vomit on the waves as my image bears their features, I'll crawl where pity plays and needles savagely entice. Alone to raging nights, twisted hands lock on dying faith Their voices trail inside, knawing at nerves and immunity I have been worn thin, defeated, down at decadence gate Adrift no longer bound to the lumbered chains of society. ========================= BRIAN RHYMED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EVE-GATOR IS SO HAPPY!!!!! LOLLOL ok...Ill stop....lol this is awesome Bri.. the imagery is so REAL... and after reading this I think you must have been to one of my family reunions LOL excellet work..AS ALWAYS!!!!!!!! later-jester-gator eve There are places inside our souls - that have never been touched. There are places inside our hearts - that need to be loved this much. ~jm~ |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
PS...... did i mention how cool it is that you rhymed LOL and did a damn fine job of it too.. ALL 4 lines.... with difficult words too IM IMPRESSED later-RHYME-gator me |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Jan/EVE, yes I did manage to rhyme a whole poem looks like you are corrupting me LOL. WOW What a family you must have, I am just glad we don't don't have family reunions here. It would be worse than the scene in the poem. Thanks for your wonderful words, eveagator. now back to that paper work why must we pray screaming? why must not death be redefined? we shut our eyes we stretch out our arms and whirl on a pane of glass-patti smith [This message has been edited by brian madden (edited 07-23-2000).] |
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Lost Dreamer Member Elite
since 1999-06-20
Posts 2464Somewhere near the Rainbow |
Brian, Amazing is the word that comes to mind right now. Again you take and write a poem with such depth and bungee jump those phrases into a stinging reality. Nice job, can I take my nap now? ~smiles~ |
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