Testament to Truth (Poe influenced...Well, I tried)

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Patricia
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since 2003-04-06

Posts 2160
Missouri

0 posted 2003-11-23 11:29 AM

Thanks to my mentor for all she does.

Testament to Truth

Through sheer amiss of curtain break
Upon December's bleak awake
Preceding Reaper's come to take
I spied her in her winter year
Her final winter she'd tread here
In last moment of life's partake

There upon tuft of ruby weave
She had taken her evening leave
Robed in golden gown of grieve
Seated at her secretary
In her wick-lit sanctuary
'Twas here she practiced her deceive

Flickers fluttered upon the wall
To come telling her tales of tall
But she not grant her grace its fall
No wail heard in sorrowed gloom
Alone there in her shadowy tomb
She'd not stall Reaper's mournful call

While others would have chose as fill
Blackest ink to wet their quill
She chose in her exacting still
An instrument of her delight
Composed of grayest, gray graphite
For this writing of her last will

As she wrote, she shed not one tear
Nor wrote she now her final fear
So, was then it became quite clear
In her recount with slow recant
With more than the slightest slant
'Twas ne’er one, no one she held dear

For it had been her situation
Not by engraved invitation
To find honor's convocation
Praying for light's recognition
Never passing to fruition
She now faced death by starvation

As her Reaper stepped into light
I saw her shutter in cold of night
Her spirit shook with fatal fright
'Twas then in moment of realize
Tears pooling within her eyes
She lay aside her gray graphite

For they'd not erase her mind
No, not a penny they would find
Nor dime for her family's kind
Not a farthing, nor single note
She firmly knew of what she wrote
Her final words were meant to bind

With care, she took up pen in hand
For on this parchment truths would land
With blackest ink, soul's anger fanned
For in this moment, she now found sight
In words penned with her will of might
Death could now lead her by the hand

Margherita
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since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

1 posted 2003-11-23 11:32 AM

Incredibly powerful!
Love, Margherita

KuruShio
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since 2003-11-18

Posts 110

2 posted 2003-11-23 11:34 AM

mmmm yes it does feel alike to poe

i liked it keep it up

Magnus

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since 2001-10-10

Posts 14135
South Carolina, USA

3 posted 2003-11-23 12:03 PM

Till dawn does break in quaking wake
and to the courtyard stealthing goes.
An apparition comes to once partake
of that which in the darkness glows.

For in this dark, this evil black
of things that bump and fill the night
As one might feel the shivering back
before the waning moon takes flight.

Be careful...you might bring out the
truly dark side of me...

Excellent POEtic penning dear lady....
May the pendulum never touch thy flesh...

Sunshine

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since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

4 posted 2003-11-23 02:13 PM

Seems to me, as I know your penchant for free verse, that this was more like a birthing, which is, my dear, as it should be. This is fine, very fine. Seems to me you pleased Magnus, too.

THAT'S a very good thing!

ThisDiamond
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-02-22

Posts 9353
Michigan, USA

5 posted 2003-11-23 07:31 PM

Well done Patricia.
This piece took significant concentration, and the detail was quite effective.
Bravo.
TD

Greeneyes

Member Rara Avis

since 2000-09-09

Posts 9903
In Your Poetic Mind

6 posted 2003-11-23 11:09 PM

keeping this...Iam in complete awe...WOW
hugssss you

Lauren~

I had a dream last night
you came to me on silver wings of light
I flew away with you in painted sky
Was it real
Is it what you see,touch or feel

Earth Angel
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since 2002-08-27

Posts 40215
Realms of Light

7 posted 2003-11-24 04:48 PM

Patricia, there is such depth to your writing. You have been growing in leaps and bounds as a writer and I appreciate your descriptive and emotive poetry on several levels ~ the stories, emotions, images, your poetic styles... "P" stands for Patricia the Poetess!

EA

Enchantress
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since 2001-08-14

Posts 35113
Canada eh.

8 posted 2003-11-24 04:55 PM

Patricia..very powerful and thought provoking write!
Very much enjoyed!
Hugs~

~I've loved you forever, in lifetimes before~

JamesMichael
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since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

9 posted 2003-11-25 05:16 PM

Nice writing...James

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