DARK POETRY OCTOBER 2010
The heart of stone
where no man lay his truths,
the vile of pestilence lives
as moss grown history...
Penuries of darkness rising through
hallows of the soul searching…reaching
into the vault of emptiness
With the echoic thoughts of marrows bone
(Written: October 12th, 2010 4:29 a/m)
© Poetess Victoria L. McColley
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|Reviewed by Jon Willey
|Dare we delve ever deeper into reason and the core values of the somber soul? Emptiness is of course relative and we each value and appraise from different vantages. I savored this poem long Vickie my dear friend. Love and peace to you. Jon Michael|
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Deep and dark, sort of like we used to say when I was young and we fought as teenagers one neighbourhood against another...time to get down and dirty.