Before his death
The high priest had warned them
The signs would come
They would be undeniably obvious
He ordered what was to be done
No other high priest had appeared
No other revelations had come
Now there was no ignoring the failing sun
In middle of the summer day
No refuting the fading shadows
No denying darkness at midday
Even the birds were silent
The people stood on the edge of the cliffs
In robes of white linen
Children
Women (some holding an infant)
Men
All silent and resolute
As one by one they jumped
Floating down to the rocks and the sea
Like snowflakes
In the surreal not quite darkness
Of this fateful day
As the light gradually returned
There was nothing to bear witness
To their recent passage
Save for the tinge of red
In the foam of the waves
Relentlessly beating the cliffs
Far down below and away…
Amazon happenings, surreal in though, a dream that does happen, people panic when they don't understand what is going on in this world and see signs of distruction coming.
What a vivid dream Reg ... blindly jumping from the precipice, falling softly 'like snowflakes', yet the river is tinged red with certain death and all from the foretelling of one. Extraordinary visuals in this one! ~Hugs, Elizabeth
A TRAGIC SCENE...YET...YOU UNVEIL IT SO DELICATELY...WITH UNIQUE, ARTISTIC, SOMBER...BEAUTY. THANKS FOR SHARING THIS EXCELLENT WORK AND GOD BLESS. LOVE, JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)
Reviewed on August 24, 2009
This is a great poem Regis. Love the wording, imagery and subject matter. I wrote a poem kind of similar to this called Nibiru. Yours has to do with eclipse, mine with Planet X; but a lot of the same themes including cliff-jumping. Nice job. Very much enjoyed.
Regis there is so much in this poem
I got a refreshing and some interesting
reminders from it! Thanks for sharing it.
Regis may the Lord bless and inspire you
be encouraged, and do not give up!!
WOW Reg! This poem is stunning!
I felt such imagery calling out to my spirit!
Omens back in time, were enough to run for the hills...
This is a treasure I will savor!
WRITE ON!
Warmest Blessings of Love, Peace and Joy, Warrior Purple Lady SHEExooo
Your poem gives us a look at the evolution of knowledge. Back then an eclipse was some sort of "sign" or omen. Today an eclipse is a spectacular sight. Your poem also makes us remember all the old folk tales--did we ever wonder what brought about those old folk tales. Terrific write.
Wow, Reg! Powerful poem and thoughts...reminds me of Jonestown and the kool-aid catastrophy! Sad, but revealing of how the mind can be corrupted! Excellent write, my friend.
Blessings and Love - Micke
Reviewed by Tim VanGuilder (Reader)
Reviewed on March 28, 2009
Regis, one of the wonderful and essential traits of a great writer is when conveying a scenario is that you PAINT A PICTURE that embodies the reader. YOU DID!!!! Tj VanGuilder
Very vivid dreams frightening, however good you wrote it down you never know what real messages are behind the dream. Think I would still be trying to figure this one out.
“Oh may creepy , enigmatic, truly symbolic
This piece sparks ones imagination
And it’s a little scary
But powerful Eclipse
Dreams always make the best poetry
Brilliant write
Sending you Peace Love and Light…and Hugssss…Yolie
Nice work Reg...even the mind can be eclipsed by idealogies that seem to transform the very hearts of people who follow...we are here within life to lead, whether it is our families or friends, but to lead with that resoursefullness of thought, God is everlasting...just wait for Him...
Time to let go of an aspect of yourself or a dream that no longer serves you, perhaps? That was my first impression, Regis. Whatever it is or was, it must have been or is very painful. I also feel a loss of innocence and joy somehow. So much for Madam Linda. On the poetry level, this reminds me of a treatment for a sci-fi film-the prologue. Very ominous. Pulled me in from the first stanza! Develop this into a story. Keep a dream journal. Wishing you the peace you extend to all...Lin
Great recollection here, Regis. I remember this somewhere from written history if you could boost my memory. No matter, the fright and actions of this people speak for themselves. Well done....Jerry
When I read this Regis, it made me reflect on the day
that Jesus died on Mount Calvary on the cross. Thanks
for sharing this work...and perhaps you should keep a
pen and notebook at your bedside, so that you can continue
writing about the visions and insights that come to you.
Harold M. Nash
Reviewed by Lyn Dano (Reader)
Reviewed on March 16, 2009
eerie, cryptic, and very symbolic...I really enjoyed this, Regis! Lyn
Perhaps this was a strong REM state dream that was remembered. "Eclipse" was well penned, and exceptionally well expressed! I like the picture also. Thanks.
the plight of the lemmings comes quickly to mind -- as does the actions of many Japanese that fatal day nearing the end of World War II -- who took their lives rather than face what the thought would be unbearable treatment by the conquering American troops -- truly surreal Regis -- peace and love to you -- Jon Michael
We are not so far removed from our ancient superstitions, we have only to look at heaven's gate, I won't honor it with capital letters. As always you hit the nail on the head, someday, man will learn that some messiah's don't have our best interest in mind only thier own. Why don't we see more of your work?
Like Michelle said Reg, but I would add why aren't these published? They are certainly worth the effort. This shows that when society was vastly superstitious, they believed the eclipse was the end of the world. This isso mastrerfully written Reg, and the iages are so vivid I couldn't help but see the women standing at the cliff's edge waiting to jump. I ate hs a 10 out of 10, and you wrote this like all of your other poms...masterfully.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love and who love you, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
Another slam-dunk! You make us see all too clearly the lemmings
snowflaking into a cold and uncaring sea. I have never believed
in 'signs' of that sort, but. . .hmmmmm. Could be. For an eclipse
to signal the need of the world is no stranger than the way a full
moon affects us. Don't want to think about it any more~! Great poem~!! xox Pea xox - PS: love the new photo on your bio page. Your beautiful smiles~~!! That is one beautiful woman. Better sign off. On Ann On Anon
Regis...wow! This one fires my imagination. The imagery and the story trigger several emotions. One of your most powerful and deeply written poems this year. In fact, I would love to see you turn this into a short story. Love and Hugs,
Sheila
i can't help but get the sense of that most people today are dying a slow death of living on the couch,and being led by the marketing media,
into oblivion,blindly....ok I'm a goof ball what can I say,nice write Reg
Sounds like you may have been visited by an ancient Mayan Spirit in your dream. They believed the world as we know it will end in 2012; and they based their prediction on studying the heavens.
Got that image in my head, the shocking one of a mother holding an infant as she jumps, how could she? Because the high priest were telling of a terrible fate.
Your poem also takes me back to modern times stories about Japanese women committing suicide because they were told of some terrible fate when the arrival of American troops, a social eclipse?
Regis, an unique way of telling about human credulity to the con-men in high places, today we are suffering a real eclipse, where no "wise" man told us about a real terrible fate.
Excellent, my friend.
Dreams are blooming marvellous, Regis. They can tell us many things, awaken our hearts to mystery. Sometimes I take heed, other times I know dreamland is a surreal concoction of images and that the spirits who speak to us when we are sleeping may not always be bringing us good advice or the right message, so I enjoy the dream and let it go. Nay soothsayers for this rational boy, but I am partial to mediums and clairvoyance, and don't discount the power of dreams... in short, I am a dreamer, too, Regis!
For example, I met the Queen of Great Britain in a dream two nights ago. Surpised I was, but she seemed to know my face and was delighted. Maybe I'm in line for an MBE or OBE soon. Ha, stranger things have happened to me in the land of dreams.
Now, I will, if I may, use this review as the basis of my new dreamwork poem.
'you may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one..' John Lennon
And they blindly followed their beliefs to their doom. I fear that this is true of so many people. We all need to rethink the belief process and think about believing in ourselves and the hope for good that each new day brings.
Hi Regis, Your memory is very vivid and real in this write. It's obvious that your dreams are full of meaning and prophecy. A chosen one, eh? Astounding write, my friend.
In Spirit,
Bear
Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
Reviewed on March 13, 2009
Excellent writing dear man...stay safe and well...Hugss
It is almost like that moment when the Titanic was sinking and people decided to jump to possible safety in the ocean, or stay and die amongst the ruins of the big ship that was surely going to be a tomb.
very prophetic indeed this poem that inspires minds to really take a hold of your words and try to embrace it's meaning.
Regis,
Relatively rare natural event interpreted as extraordinarily prophetic and doomsday sparking fear and ultimate ritual sacrifice, you combine all the elements wonderfully and end with the constancy and permanence of the sea, "Far down below and away..." This is a deeply satisfying and very fine poem, thank you.
John
Oh Reg this is so great and i agree, it is one of your best...top shelf of my library for sure. Mystery and intrigue flow through every stanza...love, Bonnie
Great capture, Reg. People, unlike lemmings, need a leader to move them. A leader cynical enough to convince followers that the natural is supernatural can also prime them to commit unnatural acts.
Best regards,
Leland
Profound yet frightening...they just gotta stop drinkin' that Kool-Aid, Reg. Compelling and disturbing, there seems to be a lot of innocence being driven to disaster. Excellent job!
Take care,
Sherry
This one is sad, Regis, and effectively penned. There is a day coming when those who see the Lord return will hide in caves, wishing the rocks would fall and crush them. Well done.
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I got a refreshing and some interesting
reminders from it! Thanks for sharing it.
Regis may the Lord bless and inspire you
be encouraged, and do not give up!!
Love And Prayers
Always!!
Anna
cheers
milton
interesting piece of writing.
Axilea
I felt such imagery calling out to my spirit!
Omens back in time, were enough to run for the hills...
This is a treasure I will savor!
WRITE ON!
Warmest Blessings of Love, Peace and Joy, Warrior Purple Lady SHEExooo
Poetic excellence shines in 'Eclipse' . . . thanks for this offering!!
Blessings,
Lance
Blessings and Love - Micke
Very vivid dreams frightening, however good you wrote it down you never know what real messages are behind the dream. Think I would still be trying to figure this one out.
Take care of yourself Regis and enjoy,
Gwendolyn
This piece sparks ones imagination
And it’s a little scary
But powerful Eclipse
Dreams always make the best poetry
Brilliant write
Sending you Peace Love and Light…and Hugssss…Yolie
Art Sun...
William
that Jesus died on Mount Calvary on the cross. Thanks
for sharing this work...and perhaps you should keep a
pen and notebook at your bedside, so that you can continue
writing about the visions and insights that come to you.
Harold M. Nash
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love and who love you, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
Edwin
snowflaking into a cold and uncaring sea. I have never believed
in 'signs' of that sort, but. . .hmmmmm. Could be. For an eclipse
to signal the need of the world is no stranger than the way a full
moon affects us. Don't want to think about it any more~! Great poem~!! xox Pea xox - PS: love the new photo on your bio page. Your beautiful smiles~~!! That is one beautiful woman. Better sign off. On Ann On Anon
Sheila
into oblivion,blindly....ok I'm a goof ball what can I say,nice write Reg
Your poem also takes me back to modern times stories about Japanese women committing suicide because they were told of some terrible fate when the arrival of American troops, a social eclipse?
Regis, an unique way of telling about human credulity to the con-men in high places, today we are suffering a real eclipse, where no "wise" man told us about a real terrible fate.
Excellent, my friend.
Georg
Chanti
For example, I met the Queen of Great Britain in a dream two nights ago. Surpised I was, but she seemed to know my face and was delighted. Maybe I'm in line for an MBE or OBE soon. Ha, stranger things have happened to me in the land of dreams.
Now, I will, if I may, use this review as the basis of my new dreamwork poem.
'you may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one..' John Lennon
excellent,
Take Care, Pierre
confront when we take to the sea. Well done, Reg. -gene.
In Spirit,
Bear
Blessings and Love,
Christine
very prophetic indeed this poem that inspires minds to really take a hold of your words and try to embrace it's meaning.
Much peace, love, and light, my friend,
Amber "V"
Relatively rare natural event interpreted as extraordinarily prophetic and doomsday sparking fear and ultimate ritual sacrifice, you combine all the elements wonderfully and end with the constancy and permanence of the sea, "Far down below and away..." This is a deeply satisfying and very fine poem, thank you.
John
Love,
Sage
Sandie Angel :o)
Fee
Best regards,
Leland
Such color in this poem. you can imagine the fear of everyone. Not knowing what an eclipse is can be a scary thing.
Mary
(((HUGS))) et amour, ton ami dans Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
Love the picture; awesome!
Rockie
Take care,
Sherry
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.