A Misconception of Eve
An unfamiliar ceiling
top cracked walls
paint peeling
like insignificant flesh
from the bones of faith.
How foolish have I been?
Clinging like a withering vine
to a dream, a wispy shadow,
tentatively grasping at hope,
deluded
when all along it was a noose
at the end of a rope
Only a fool fights on
when he knows he cannot win
and giving up is not a sin.
Once I bared my soul and more besides,
for what?
And yes…sometimes even the Devil cries
Outside the rage of heaven is upon me
exploding electricity excites gases
as rain spatters.
Super sprites, so beautiful, so bright,
dance to the thunderous timpani
in a symphony of destruction.
For I am beyond her now in light
solidified
a statue of unfulfilled possibility
and of what might-have-been,
not worthy of attention,
no longer to be seen.
Struck down, in the searing heat
of realisation
and like the roses
that once filled a heart with love
turned to
nothing more than powdered dust.
Paul Williams ©2005
Pacific Ink
shines through will not allow the
"subject" to let himself reduce to dust!! Ok, we
all do, in time. Hope my meaning is clear. Peace,
Phyllis <3
~Mari
Paul your expertise in writing shows clearly here!
You are a ...how you say? oh yes, A MAESTRO.
Que siempre seas un buen ejemplo paras los escritores.
Inteligencia de la qual es tuya , pasa eso del idioma Ingles.
Tienes todas las cualificaturas de un maestro profesional.
Espero te usted siendo maestro en Inglaterra seguro que aprendistes
muchisimas cosas , Y entre ellas apprendistes ser un magnifico escritor de cuentos y poemas.
Te Desea cosas bonitas tu amigo de los
Estados Unidos',.....Criso, Rich Suarez
Her loss.
Hey you like Chaucer too? Cool.
Ch'erie
Excellent write
enjoyed your writing
William .......Peace & Love
I agree with the board, this is stunning! I love this stanza:
"Only a fool fights on
when he knows he cannot win
and giving up is not a sin.
Once I bared my soul and more besides,
for what?
And yes…sometimes even the Devil cries"
The whole poem is exceptional in its emotion,
depth and language! I am appluading!
when he knows he cannot win
and giving up is not a sin.
Giving up can be so painful and defeating, but at times, it can be the only way we can survive... excellent write
You amaze me, but then why should I be amazed dear friend, for I know your brilliant capabilities :-) This is absolutely superb Paul, so beautifully written and expressed. You certainly touched nerves and emotions my friend, keep your chin up and be brave, I know you have the courage. Take care and look after yourself.
Warm hugs and love
Elga
Reindeer
Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie May Angel :o(
A splendid write.
Joy and starlight
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God bless,
Sandie.
another page to the deeper side of you!!
I am in awe with the power of you pen Chuck!!
Love Tinka
Eileen
A deep expression of pain and longing, intensified by the dramatic imagery of the storm. You write so incredibly well Paul and you are so versatile. Congratulations also for being chosen as a finalist in the poetry competition. I'm rooting for you to win.
with love...Chanti
Felix
poetically i like the flow of visuals
concret images that run like laughing water thruogh the work
good write
john+