Open Poetry #24 |
The Clairvoyant |
Peter J Marcroft Member
since 2003-02-02
Posts 265York, England |
The Clairvoyant By Peter J Marcroft My eyes cast upon the ball, Seeing the web of time beyond, Seeing the words of destinys call, To those born to another time bond I watch the rise of kings, And the fall of empires, The coming disaster to all things, The globe sinking into mires A devouring essence swallows this place, The scream of pain from those left behind, The light and darkness scars my face, And my eyes singe, wishing I was blind This is my blessed curse, The glorious burden upon me, I scribe the visions in poetic verse, To display my beloved insanity I am all powerful, a human god, The greedy people demand the words Of time that they do not trod, To the answers they sing like grateful birds How can they know of the disaster they made, Asking me to tamper with the stone fate, Crushing the path of time, making it fade, Like wet chalk on shattered slate I watch the mighty earth crumble to dust, The decaying fills my shining globe, The peaceful world tainted by man's lust, My gift burns me yet I continue to probe The paths of time that have yet to be, Watching in hope of a change in the tide, A creature that can fulfill my prophecy, Of restoring the powers of nature's pride The starved land groans from the forced thirst, The souless machines screech like banshees, All the while I prophesise a coming curse, Words crafted, from their future pleas "Save us mighty lord, forgive us all!" The futility of the sound graces the sky, If I were god I'd ignore this cry, Instead free their souls and let them fly I watch the final day of life, Before the world cries and fades to black, Burdened by the growing strife, Day by day the man relentlessly attack So my word to you are these, Wake up and see the truth, Avoid resorting to false pleas, Waste no time waiting for proof The time to act is now, lest you all fall Unto the darkness beyond these times, Even the smallest man can change the fate of all, Act now or be punished for their crimes These are the words of the wise, Of the man who sees what will be, This situation may cease to arise, If only you humans will decide to see Beyond the ends of the noses, of what you have, And look to the ways of mother nature, Darkness is what you will have, If you fail to act now and save the future... [This message has been edited by Peter J Marcroft (02-05-2003 06:24 AM).] |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Well, this one called out to me. (smile) I liked how the beginning started out with a current of mad rambling, to end with wise words. There were certain parts where I could envision Nostradamus thinking--this also points out the age-old question of "madman or visionary"-- This is written much in the style of what I prefer to write myself. I did enjoy, but since your critique flag mentions emphasis on the technical, I would like to mention that I had some difficulty with this line: "Darkness is you will have," should that be "Darkness is what you have" ? see? It rathered confused me since the tone and subject of the poem would lend to looser cryptic language, so it was difficult for me to tell if that was an oversight or deliberate. All in all, I enjoyed immensely. And...you reminded me that my crystal ball is dusty! (no wonder I have been predicting snow in New Orleans ) Get a taste of religion. Lick a witch today. |
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Brad Majors
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
I had to look for your work but I am glad I found it. Very well done! |
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Peter J Marcroft Member
since 2003-02-02
Posts 265York, England |
Thanks for pointing out that error (which I have now corrected along with an earlier mistake I made) I am glad that you enjoyed the subject, I have always been fascinated by the ways of the future and the use of crystal balls, so I was inspired to write this poem. Thanks again, and to Brad Majors, I am glad that your searching did not prove to be in vain |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Peter~ Awesomely poignant piece~ The title grabbed me and the content held me. *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Awesome write Cold hands means a warm heart |
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Peter J Marcroft Member
since 2003-02-02
Posts 265York, England |
Thanks alot, I am glad you enjoyed the piece |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
long write but well worth the read...wonderful message to behold |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Enjoyed the 'global' POV of this. Wake up calls are made daily, but is anybody really listening? And for those who are listening, are they actively doing anything to re-direct the course of events? Very good Q's in here, Peter. |
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Peter J Marcroft Member
since 2003-02-02
Posts 265York, England |
I am glad you people enjoy the work, rhetorics is one of the most emotive and powerful poetic techniques there is, only you the reader can derive the answers |
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