Open Poetry #30 |
countdown to oblivion |
Nahgied New Member
since 2004-01-11
Posts 9 |
Countdown to oblivion, nearing the end; ring the gong/ Credits start to roll and I'm left humming my own theme song/ But now I read the names of those who have touched my life/ The teachers, the preachers, my family, my wife/ But this is it: a journey with no return/ All i can do is strain to watch my life slip with much concern/ Now reflection turns to panic/ And panic turns to cold fact/ Zoom in for a final shot/ Pan out...and fade to black/ comments would be greatly appreciated thanks alex |
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MARK V SHELDON Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 3015In a corporeal internship... |
Interesting scenario... I like the filmic metaphors, and this leaves me wondering about the "making of" documentary which will surely follow... right??? -MVS You CAN make a difference: |
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Nahgied New Member
since 2004-01-11
Posts 9 |
there is more to this story...it is in the works. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
agree with Mark here... an interesting scenario which seems to set the reader up for the actual story.. a bit like being inside the mind of a performer before they walk on stage... we now have that insight and understanding of the fears...and wait for the story or performance to begin... |
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Greeneyes
since 2000-09-09
Posts 9903In Your Poetic Mind |
Alex~ a short story of life, I too await the curtain call... Lauren~ ~*~ |
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Xonicx Junior Member
since 2004-01-14
Posts 20Vancouver, WA |
I like the poem, but the ending could have more of a kick to it, but i really did enjoy it! |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I like it I have always wondered though, what the meaning is of putting the back-slashes at the end of the lines |
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