Open Poetry #18 |
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A Poet's Demise |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California ![]() |
A POET'S DEMISE On nights like these, who shall appease The hunger of the gods? The Raven mist - ventriloquist, Alone, might lay them odds. Though crippling winds, who yet befriends A man with sterile lips? Or holds ‘er true love known but through A Dummy's fingertips? Is this but night, a shadow's bliss Fallen immune to time? Is this just blight, the benefice Trapped deep within a rhyme? A stifling muse, a queer presence, Pragmatic to a cause. Who could refuse, such dire essence, To stand and meet her laws? ...To pass the gate of tethered Fate, And walk an arduous mile? ...To face the night with grim delight And live life in exile? ...To tow the line for fallen friend, If given unto chance? ...Or call divine means, to an end, For one's deliverance? I'll dip the quill, thereby instill, If staggered in my trust; That name, once drawn upon the dawn Of hope - now sifted dust Thereby suffer to call of Death In fast and forlorn way; Ev'ry whisper upon my breath Or thought I'd chance to say. To pass my days, in due recourse, A man without a voice; The Dummy's gaze, of no remorse, Seemingly leaves no choice. And though I chose, by pen, the throes Silent council must bear; I must attest, if once thought best, I simply, now, don't care. With perverse laugh, on my behalf, As sun slowly invades; Amidst the seam of life and dream The Dummy grins, ...and the poet fades. Michael Anderson 02/10/02 But dreams of those who dream as I, Aspiringly, are damned and die. EAP [This message has been edited by Michael (02-10-2002 01:35 PM).] |
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peaches73533 Senior Member
since 2001-11-04
Posts 981OK, USA |
Michael, your poetry is definetly not fading.I wish I could write like this.Keep it up. Peaches |
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Mistletoe Angel![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
"And though I chose, by pen, the throes Silent council must bear; I must attest, if once thought best, I simply, now, don't care. With perverse laugh, on my behalf, As sleep slowly invades; Amidst the seam of dark and dream The Dummy grins, ...and the poet fades." ![]() ![]() ![]() BRAVO!!! Oh my gosh, this is soooooooo hauntingly masterful, sweet friend, your words always have such a creative and expressive style that always makes me smile! (BIG HUGGGSSSSSS) I love it, sweet friend, may we all as poets make poetic justice of these ridicules and dummies and shine with hope in the end of every stanza, we all love you so much! I LOVE IT!!! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Michael, thank you for sharing! ![]() May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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paladin![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2001-08-05
Posts 930Pensacola,Fl. |
I loved the meter of this poem.The rhythm was hauntingly classical. paladin |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Wow, this is chilling, Michael. One of your best, IMHO. Corinne |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
"Is this just blight, the benefice Trapped deep within a rhyme?" See this? This is why I adore your writing. Your faculty of the English language is without compare. And if I had to choose one word to describe it, it would be ELEGANT. |
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Kethry Member Rara Avis
since 2000-07-29
Posts 9082Victoria Australia |
Michael, it's easy to see why you're no dummy. You do the English language proud and your expression of it is superb. It had such cadence and rhythm it helped me remember why I love your work so much. Kethry Here in the midst of my lonely abyss, a single joy I find...your presence in my mind. Unknown |
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Magnus![]() ![]()
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Michael, pleasure meeting you and reading this superb poem... |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Your writing is so profound...leaves me speechless, shaking my head. Fantastic write Michael. ~Hugs, Nancy~ ~Time has cast a spell on you, |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Though crippling winds, who yet befriends A man with sterile lips? Or holds 'er true love known but through A Dummy's fingertips? Is this but night, a shadow's bliss Fallen immune to time? Is this just blight, the benefice Trapped deep within a rhyme? ======================================= I'll dip the quill, thereby instill, If staggered in my trust; That name, once drawn upon the dawn Of hope - now sifted dust ===================================== Ev'ry whisper upon my breath Or thought I'd chance to say. To pass my days, in due recourse, A man without a voice; ===================================== And though I chose, by pen, the throes Silent council must bear; I must attest, if once thought best, I simply, now, don't care. With perverse laugh, on my behalf, As sun slowly invades; Amidst the seam of life and dream The Dummy grins, ...and the poet fades. ================================= You are poetry...if cut..you would bleed rhyme, its a part of who you are, its your voice when you have no other way to express or be heard...and while I do so understand, for some loss, it wont ever be enough...still like oxygen, it must be. Another achingly beautiful, haunted write M, your gifts are many ... you're an exceptional poet. jm You speak to me in riddles and you speak to me in rhymes. |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
I found this eerie, scary and superb!!! MORE, please! ![]() |
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Skyfire![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2000-12-27
Posts 3381Riding |
I don't know what to say to this other than I really like it. It's definately thought provoking... Thanks for the read! |
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Tiersdin Member Elite
since 2000-11-17
Posts 2364east coast |
Michael, you should make it a point to get published. This, like most of your works are truly outstanding. ~Tier |
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catalinamoon![]()
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Michael, I sit in stunned admiration. Truly amazing writing. Sandra |
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amusemi Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1262A State of Disarray |
I couldn't pick out a part I liked more than any other. I liked it all, very strong, very balanced, great meter and rhythm. The earlier comments are right. You should pursue publication!!! ![]() |
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Silver Streak Member Elite
since 2002-01-02
Posts 3625FL, USA |
A beautiful write, Michael. Enjoyed! ![]() -newell Sharing God's Love through perfectlovepoetry.com |
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Suetang Member Ascendant
since 2001-03-07
Posts 5187Melbourne, Australia |
Hello Michael This was so well written and so very much enjoyed by this reader. Take care......Sue Suetang |
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Dulcinea Senior Member
since 2001-07-22
Posts 774IN |
Very creative! I enjoyed this Michael! *S* |
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skyshine![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2002-02-07
Posts 3058Beneath the northern stars |
Do poets ever die? I doubt it, for their words keep the spirit alive. Even if a poet forever lay down his pen, he would live always. This was awesome and so well done. ![]() sky |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Michael--You are an outstanding poet! |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Thank you all for the kind replies. I honestly didn't think too much of this piece but am glad it drew such a nice reception. LOL - I almost named it "Big Dummy." Glad I gave it a more serious title now. Michael |
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Parker Member Elite
since 2000-01-06
Posts 3129ON |
I hope these writes take good effort, cause if they just roll off the pen..... damn I'd hate that.. ![]() Parker |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
Methinks this poet NEVER fades... Nice one, Mike.. ![]() |
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Johnnie Junior Member
since 2001-04-08
Posts 27Indiana |
do you think a poet ever stops being one? this is to me, in my opinion, just a real poem, what it should be, but do they stop being a poet I mean. |
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