Open Poetry #15 |
A God fearing man |
arthur Senior Member
since 2001-08-14
Posts 678england |
21 A God fearing man In that last gasping leap From the living to the dead. I shall not go in peace But filled with growing dread. Let only darkness greet me, No door or light my guide. Let me not see or hear thee. Grant that my soul and I Both died And God smiled his terrible smile And showed what must be seen And then I saw both what am And what I might have been arthur of such are the legions of the truely dammed |
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MARK V SHELDON Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 3015In a corporeal internship... |
It's all a personal choice and decision, if you ask me, but I enjoyed seeing the decision made through the eyes of "a God-fearing man." -MVS "It's all in the details -- the Big Picture always takes care of itself." |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Very deep and personal Arthur. One to sit by the fire with a cuppa and talk about perhaps. Write on!! ~Time has cast a spell on you |
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arthur Senior Member
since 2001-08-14
Posts 678england |
this peom would be better without the last verse arthur |
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Tracey Member Elite
since 2001-08-29
Posts 2808where insanity meets breeding |
No Arthur. I like the last verse. It finishes the poem very well. If she who dies with the most toys wins, then can I have some toy boys please? |
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