by Jimmy L Holder
Sunday, May 26, 2002
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Solemnly serious, seething surface of the sun
Fallacious fiery rogue, patronizing friend to man
Proof-positive, reveals your primitive, scorching state
Brutally deceptive, and bent - blocking a golden sun.
That familiar game that is played with a mouse
Those playful kittens, who once seems so nice
That cat-like thing ... that is like a blazing sun
That's unexpectedly beautiful, even desired ... until it burns.
That shocking movement of your cat-like eyes ...
Incensed, irate, ... that severed trust ... that therein lies,
That pure hate, ... that's personal and cloaked in false masks -
That stalking movement, brutality - that's so ready to pounce.
We worked and played like best friends,
Shared a gleaming sun, --- it one day dried ...
Befriend each other, --- it one day lied, then cried ...
Merciless serpents playing in sunlight – with black hearts.
If truth is beauty, is beauty truth?
Outside beauty shines and shimmers ...
Inside it may be a dark dominion, spiteful, twisted -
Bent and unaware, blinded by the fury of a black sun.
You nibbled on the mouse, until it died -
It's just another step in your power game ...
You waited for another prey, in a sainted setting sun,
Black hearts, black souls, awaiting a black-pitted destiny.
Just pretty illusions playing in houses of respectability
Outside you look good, perhaps, even cute
Inside you are vicious, sneaky, and perhaps, - even deadly,
True predators - doing what comes so naturally – pounce.
Intensely moral, when you're exposed to the public eye
Incessantly hypocritical, hiding behind closed doors
Strutting and gliding in expensive clothes and cars
Later, dumping kittens on the sides ... of sunny roads.
Always looking for any reason to hate
Black hearts, never finding any reason to love
Thinking you are powerful, superior, and the best ...
Beating someone down, ... heroes, arrogant Black Hearts.
They say, "That beauty is just skin deep!
They say, "You can never tell what men are thinking."
But, I say, "Black Hearts have no special glow!"
Sunshine is inhibited, - shielded by Black Hearted clouds.
Slayers of Black Hearts, will exceed their quotas ...
So narrow is The Gate ... so straight is The Path
So wrought with temptations – is their journey home
So sorrowful is the misplaced state of lying Black Hearts.
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|Reviewed by colleen gosse (Reader)
|wow, incredible! I look forward to droppin back to check out the rest of your poetry throughout the next few days. You are a terrific writer.|
|Reviewed by fare good
|excellent shy again as always|
|Reviewed by Nikkittah
|Very very very good, I liked it, no i loved it and I give you a 16 but it only goesto 10! good luck with your poems!!!|
|Reviewed by jermerico lee (Reader)
|Reviewed by Romantic Scorpio (Reader)
|Powerful, well versed, beautiful comparisons, strong and flows like a river. Beautiful write. I havent seen expression like this since the Great Shakespeare!|
|Reviewed by Melissa Rives
|Powerfully expressed...you have such a way of expressing things that is outstanding!|
|Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK
Only The (Your)Shadow Know's For Sure...
Thank's ! TRASK
|Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
|Fantastic strong write Shy, Wonderful work. YOu just keep getting better and better. floria|
|Reviewed by jude forese
|extremely well written and inspiring...|
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
|Absolutely beautiful and well constructed. Love your work. ~E|
|Reviewed by Amor Sabor
|How I love the metaphor in this.....How I have come to the same conclusion. Excellent write.|
|Reviewed by Sandie Angel
|I like the title, and I like the poem. You are very creative, Shy!
May Lu $*_*$ / Sandie Angel :o)
|Reviewed by Mitzi Jackson
|great imagery.....i don't think i'll ever forget the smell...it's in their eyes when they think you're not looking.....great write!!|
|Reviewed by Masarat Daud (Reader)
|Excellent write Shy...this was very well-written!|
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Great use of metaphor...a gripping piece powerfully done...|
|Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson
|Many black hearts are out here without the special glow. Fine writing.........|
|Reviewed by Lori Moore
|Great images... wonderful work. "Slayers of Black Hearts, will exceed their quotas ..." Excellent line.