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Dark Poetry #3

Green Misery

rh287
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since 2003-08-04

Posts 7

0 posted 2003-08-04 03:28 PM

      Safely hidden and ostracized within this cold damp thatch;
    On scavenged putrid scraps, I scratch day and night.
Not unlike Mozart’s Solieri, Living a pathetic poet’s nightmare,
I live only to waste away in bitter futility.

It helps little to loath you even more than envy you:
The Worshiped Prolific Dead…
For in your long stead, what have you left your desperate shackled heirs?
Strokes so brisk and broad, dare we venture our most prized attempts,
Least we are measure against even your slightest rhyme or prose to hard ridicule.

I find lean solace only in the luck of the straw.
For you came long ago, each in turn and devoured all the virgin verse.
And in your wake left no fit word, not ever an adequate crumb!

And one by one stuffed into your caskets with all the glory to be hailed.
Forever to be locked away ‘neith your revered and mighty stones.

Magia_negra
Member

since 2003-07-16

Posts 77
CA, USA

1 posted 2003-08-04 04:07 PM

Your poem inspired me,
very strong write!

...somos los locos para siempre
para siempre te amo
mi vida...

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