O penitence pain you cloud my mind to gray
Cut short the breath of life I strain to bear
And all seems not the all that was before
As life seems less as I compare this snare
Yet cries my soul to see the other side
Must we flow into the sewer’s smelly stench
And soil what is a memory of better days
Is this a piece of purgatory to preview
And what good is blame to set ablaze?
Yet cries my soul to see the other side
Out of reach of pleasantly worded phrase
I seek to rid these restricted retched reigns
Only to gasp another breath in fierce reply
And take another pill ‘til none remains
Yet cries my soul to see the other side
As darkness is the other side of light
And all is made to balance out our world
When once we slide into that dark
A test of will and strength has unfurled
Yet cries my soul to see the other side.
















Comments: 48
this is very dark, but seeking the light nevertheless....a sign you are doing better....
hope the dr. has good news for you on thurs....
take care, papa and linda
blessings
congrats!
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Did Not Defeat The Darkness [but]
He Doth Inspires
seek the light my friend and share it through your pen
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Did Not Defeat The Darkness [but]
He Doth Inspires
seek the light my friend and share it through your pen
And all seems not the all that was before
And take another pill ‘til none remains
Puts one in mind of Robert Frost. Featured on GWE. Thank you for playing! Hope you're OK.
And soil what is a memory of better days"
It does seem that is the case
So what is with the Doc on Thursday?
Hey, that has a nice ring: I bet you can make that a poem?
Using your tincture from Turkey
because THEN the reader can gift back in expounding on the ways the writer has impressed, has made a difference and is loved...would be missed because he kissed so sweetly with his talent. Such clear writing prompts clear understanding....
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As a form, I'm not finding litany to fullfill the requirements. I'd term litany more as a poetic technique.
This poem, here, Richard, employs methods from blank verse, kyrielle, and chant. It's an amazing piece; one that I'd like to read over and over through time.