I hear the echo of distant footsteps as I read this deeply moving piece, jude. Powerful stuff.
carolyn

jude, what you have gleaned from the tarot cards is the journey of humanity in grave peril, option limited due to abject ignorance, void of compassion -- a riveting work jude -- I bid you joy love and peace my dear friend -- Jon Michael

as alien
as a lost dream,
as lonely
as an empty womb,
as dusty
as a galaxy of stars

such desolation of mind, body and spirit is conjured by this fulcrum stanza and your final lines suggestive of lynching has already long been an image of social fact not science fiction. It seems mankind has learned nothing through its long years of painful global history and so-called intellectual advancement, and these kind of fears are once again running ragged through our streets. Another timely and uncomfortable write which, however long I stare at in hope, I don't think is going to convert into the story of that amazing storefront in Berlin - but how I wish it would! :)) xx Oh.. and love "time's enzymes" - so accurate but also so visual and "knawing". Chilling, Kartero... very... xx

I would like to say that this is a timely Halloween offering, but to be honest, it seems like a walk down an old alley right in the heart of busy city. A forgotten place where the sun no longer casts its rays and even the vermin have left for better digs. There are dead streets and towns everywhere, now, where not so long ago I can recall children playing stickball in the street and the days laundry hanging out to dry. It seems that we, rather collectively, suffer from a lack of pride and live in a world where items and people are disposable. Very meaty post, Jude...sort of had my mind fabricating characters and unfolding scenes for a short story, movie or play.
Take care,
Sherry

Remarkable journey into a hauntingly serious place ~ wow!
Blessings,
Christine

Wow, if this was a dreamscape, man I would call it a nightmare. Foreshadowing of what is to come? Can we really believe that we are headed for Nirvana? or what you describe? It is a deeply thought out poem to make your readers stand up and smell the roses. So much to comment about in this intriguing poem, that my mind is boggled somewhat.

I especially can feel the desolation and eeriness within the last three stanzas..but your very last line brings it right to the core! Prejudice, hatred and greed (all negative energies) is what will be the demise of society for sure. Can we turn it all around, the poet thinks not, or does he?

Happy Halloween Jude :)



Ummm quite another Jude ism...



Write on!



Peace, light and love,

Amber

Holocast past or future? has a creepy haunting wisping of webs all over it

A very deep sometimes chilly poem.I favour this part of it:

' i stare into a puddle
probing listless ripples
and distorted reflections '....life is like that at times for us all.
Best wishes always to you and yours
from
Kay

WONDERFUL WRITING--MAKES ONE PONDER!

OMW, this is not the future, it is the here and now.
As ever, succinctly written.
The final line could easily be mankind's eulogy.

Great poem with a dynamite ending. Write on Jude.

Great job, jude. I really like the "as" verse.

We hung the best and forgot the rest. An apt description of the dark side of human nature that may lead to our downfall. For what is a city without its people except a ghost town. Bravo!

Ron

here, millions shared a breath called existence
where dreams began to an abrupt end

Horrifying indeed, as is the fact that come Halloween, there will now be 7 Billion of us on this planet.

Haunting...well written...sad reality of what the future will be...thank GOD i will not be here for too long to live it!!

Love Tinka

As usual you walk us through the places you envision with slow intense sight that explores all the what ifs of the moment. Well done as always Jude.
fee

Jude,

Your poem paints a very dim future, but sometimes realistic, of and for the world we live in. My hope is that someone will be elected into office that will have a clear head, love in his/her heart to clean up America again and make this great country whole again. Will it happen? Probably not, but one can hope!!

Joy L. Hale

Jude,
this is bleak and serious fortune telling;
for me, the good news is many 'lesser' creatures
will probably outlast us.

John

Too deep for some,
More powerful than one,
Its meaning a ton,
this poem's got me on the run...

Is this to be our future? I drive past so many empty buildings and shops now. How far will they push our economy just to make Pres. Obama a one term president? Your poem brought this to mind. Deep and profound. Love it. Liz