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Awaken Reaching, finding only air Grasping that, which isn?t there Falling into an endless pit Oblivious, no recall Silence, an eerie fall As if a final rite In a tunnel, in view a light Horsemen ride, with thunderous might Drifting through this space A figure shines, within a passage Sense something, rather massive Lifting this soul Ells lash out, come so close Truth, it seems yet so verbose Silence within this voice Visual now, air with sparks Heat intense, yet no burn marks Upon the spirit Spikes protrude from this cylinder Mind transcends, so little fear Memory begins to clear A voice I hear, are you okay? These eyes they open, begin to say Death foreseen in a different way Awaken for a sliver of time Repeat performance, what?s my crime Horseman ride, a sense of fear Movement felt, a slipping tear For one more day? |
Additional Notes:
Just thought I would submit this from something I wrote in 2001. It presents the original piece I was reflecting in my poem in August.
This Poem was Critiqued By: Rene L Bennett On Date: 2007-11-30 02:09:39
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.72727
Thomas,
I have to say, this is the best poem I have read of yours yet! Truly a masterpiece here. When I read a stanza I feel really sticks out as a favorite, I read yet, another one. This is defiantely one to be proud of. Visual now, air with sparks
Heat intense, yet no burn marks...is breath taking and your ending is the finale of the entire write. Bravo!!
Rene'