Ominousity

Cherry

By Bee

Mon, 11 Aug 2014
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13 comments
 

The weight of thirst and dearth
heels into life's sternum 
whilst flickering, the guilt sky curdles wrath

to plunder innocence from ignorance,
chastising dreamers for confidence 
in youthful dominance

and delusions of immortality.
Anger bellows hollow with a voice like war
as ominousity evaporates

replaced by torrents of sorrow arrows
collected with regret at having never listened 
to a sneaking premonition of eventuality.

                    The End

Certificate 12
Poem
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Comments

Submitted by jeand on

HI Bee

That's quite a mouthful. Very interesting and extremely clever.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks Jean. Too wordy, perhaps.

Bee

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

This feels weighty and biblical or mythical, a 'weather' warning and in keeping with the strange moon last night.

Submitted by Bee on

Thanks Philip. Maybe it's the word 'dearth' that makes it seem biblical?

Bee

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

Yes, and the godlike omniscient feel.

Submitted by Bee on

Oh right! And a bit Armageddonish as well, I think. Thanks for getting back, I appreciate it. 

Bee

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Gosh Bee!  This was certainly a different kind of poem from you.  Very poingnant and the anticipation of final destruction in such a poetic way comes across so well.

Very good work.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Bee on

Thank you, Jenny.

Bee

Submitted by lavadis on

And that anger has never been louder.

Brilliant 

 

Submitted by Bee on

Thank you lavadis

Bee

Submitted by Bee on

Thank you for the cherries!

Bee

Submitted by Denzella on

Hello Bee,

Yes, this is a bit of a departure in style but not  in subject matter as it has a relevance to what is going on in the world at the moment.  As I've  said before your poems are topical more often than not.  Not sure I know the meanings of some of the words so will have to  look up the ones I don't know.

Still enjoyed though

Moya   

 

Submitted by Bee on

Don't worry about the words too much Moya, if I can't find the right ones, I make them up as I go. Glad you still enjoyed it, though:) thank you.

Bee