Wednesday, February 8, 2012

From Beyond



Welcome stranger to my final rest
I come to you from the other side
A faceless person emerging from this nest
With a passion to guide  

In life as in death the sad truth
Is captured in this prism I hold
The  wonders of  eternal youth
Of celebrations foretold

Do not deny me the dignity
Of your reflective thought
Strike a light on my memory

16 comments:

  1. Superb first stanza and a wholly unexpected (by me, at any rate take on the image. Lovely.

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  2. Thanx 4 ur supporting comment. Very encouraging. I thought I'd give it a go and saw the epitaph materialise.

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  3. Off the charts poetry, Will, you presented that poem like no other. I love this poem, bro. You amaze me whenever I read your pieces. And, with the first stanza. . . . EPIC. Your style in this one shows me I have a run for money.

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    1. Thanx Ty 4 ur kind and encouraging comments. U have 2 admit nothing special but role playing was a helpful choice.

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  4. I read this once and a second time aloud ... this is powerful and full of magic. Deserves to be recited in front of an audience.

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    1. Greetings Helen, not 2 sure what u mean by magic but that photo says it all..Thanx for visiting.

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  5. Very fine. I like the last stanza particularly - a more direct application of immortality through remembering.

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    1. Yes thanx. It has inspired to design one for myself one day..Ur very kind for visiting.

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    1. Thanx Anthony..forces u 2 broach a subject we rarely consider in our day 2 day routines. Thanx 4 popping over.

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  8. Why does 'strike a light' sound painful? Shine a light might be a gentler option...

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    1. Greetings Cad, glad u could stop by. Well 2 answer ur question, u know the old saying, " no pain, no gain " ?
      Seriously though, I don't think the gentler option is consistent with the character or 4 the gravity of the situation the role-play wishes 2 portray. U c 4 someone 2 create a monument as magnificently unique as this is I sincerely don't think the persona has a softly softly approach to the inevitable dilemma it confronts. It is a call 4 a reverberating identity and the friction associated with the word "strike" holds true 2 the struggle of its existence on this planet and its journey through the afterlife. To "strike" has the force of nature; to "shine" has the feebleness of humanity. This monument wants to grab its audience( by the throat ?) to think and ponder the fate that will befall all of us and 2 dignify its struggle and breathe life from another perspective so that its life was not in vain. It's almost like a co-dependency and this I think is the sad truth this monument and its voice attempts 2 project. Hope I clarified my position 4 u. Thanx again 4 stopping by. U have 2 admit this grave monument is pretty special and this is my spin on it.

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  9. A truly haunting poem that I will remember for a very long time.
    This one is close to my heart!

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