Dark Poetry #3 |
Hail Mary |
Heartstarter Junior Member
since 2001-03-14
Posts 39 |
How's your faith these days Father... Does it lie dead,forgotten Dismembered The masticated pieces Spat at the feet Of your stained glass Gods, Choking your private sanctuary With the stench of Decaying hope and rotting promises How's your faith these days Father... Does it hang heavy,cold against The collar A bloodstone Rosary strung on Viens of attrition Confessions sold in confidence To cast the Judas cross In tarnished silver, buffed in repentence How's your faith these days Father... Does it have the sweet persuasion It once had Or has the hypnotic drone of The comforting doggerel Lost its melodic allure Or is it all finally A figment of the contrite collective masses, Blind moths drawn to fat candles Lit by weary wanderers here To illuminate the path To salvation How's your faith these days Father... |
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Lady Bere Member
since 2000-02-03
Posts 73Valmeyer, Illinois USA |
This is very powerful. It touches on a subject that many are afraid to broach. The emotions come through very strongly. I commend you on a well written piece. Without darkness there is no light |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
I second Lady Bere's thoughts here hon. The evil ones who believe they can do all manner of evils in the name of God are simply sick bigamists. All is fine if they go to church the following Sunday and confess their sins. I've seen them myself and it's a sad reality they know... Well written! Isis *War produces one thing - Cemetaries. And in cemetaries there are no enemies!* |
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Heartstarter Junior Member
since 2001-03-14
Posts 39 |
Thank you both!! |
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Swamp¤Faeryie Member
since 2000-12-04
Posts 393fairyland....of course;) |
Well i went searching this evening for your poetry,and what a fine reward this is. Pardon me for not being around when it was first posted,but i feel the need to comment on this one now. It is EXCELLENT,you have incredible talent,your descriptions amaze me with their originality,that is truely a gift to write what has not been written. i especially like the bloodstone rosary strung on veins....that's so great,recalls to mind the bloodshed in the name of holy religion....great read!! sammi much madness is divinest sense,and much sense the starkest madness~Emily Dickinson |
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coyote Senior Member
since 2001-03-17
Posts 1077 |
Funny you should pull this thread up, Sammi. Go figure. Anyway Heartstarter, I really liked this piece when I read it recently over in "The Maelstrom". But it looks better here and now. Thanks again. "The rose, like the cactus flower, protects herself with thorns. We however, impale ourselves on their beauty." |
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