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Abyss of Sorrow

Blessed be the bleeding time.


one finger
long and straight
and sharp as a razor, points
itself into the face-of-humanity.

Blessed be: the bleeding time
the abyss of sorrow; the twilight
hours, the filmy blurs, the clumsy
feelings, the magnitude of prayers
praying for, or to, some invented
Magician who will come and lift us
from the fog-of-our-indifference.

And blessed be the howl of Grief as
She tries to shake us from the numbness
of our crooked lives...awkward, in sleep.
There broods a sadness so intense, intrusive
by nature that Sorrow herself, unable to
endure or explain away...spins without reason
off her axis into o b l i v i o n.

Blessed be the Keepers' of earth:
the ancient Worms...t h e y remember...
the wriggling and writhing...the gnawing
and burning...the afterbirth of madness:
a Child of Woe.

Blessed be the maggots of torment.
Give praise to them for our intolerable
suffering. Their wisdom is the portal through
which Death enters, stands radiant in
cloak of ebony, proclaiming his Throne,
his Face to be the true face of Beauty...
so terrifying is this beauty, this truth, we block
all recollection of our despair lying there hiding
ourselves within cosmic insanity trying to escape
the skeleton of our inhumanity.

Listen! Hear the whimpers; the mutterings of
terror; the b l e e d i n g without logical
explanation, without seeming beginning, without
remedy, without mercy.

Blessed be our tortured souls, reaching
across the River-of-Dread, where the cauldron of fire
rages in the bellies of agony.

Blessed be the mysteries...the secrets,
the keys to unlock and unfold what we who cower
in the shade already know but are too afraid
to let  be told:

T H I S is the only heaven: this earth,
this great abyss everyone's hoping to
escape, to deny , to bury
under the finger of blame,
T H I S  is the only gateway to Paradise.

Blessed be the Keeper's of earth...living
beneath encrusted selves struggling
for immortality.

Blessed be all the torments of the damned, the
bleeding times salving our souls, prodding our
seemingly inconquerable Spirit to rise up
from this abyss and g u s h...r u s h i n g
full force into the arms of Mercy, where time
and memory wait, silent...waiting
to shake us from the cauldron of our indifference.

No scroll hidden or unhidden, no seal of wax, no
sign of any kind, no tourniquet known to mankind
exists powerful enough to clamp off the deluge
of sorrow...

                    B U T

still we slumber, forgetting our irreconcilable
sadness.
Only then... when with the hint of a whisper
we remember...we can never...not ever
escape the omni-present Finger-of-Death
do we sink to drink the stink of our own
self-made abyss of sorrow.









Author notes



Option:5 Darkness


AP Family: My name is RUSTY
Position: Mom or Best Friend

Loss of physical health. Losing ability to function as before except
for thought.


"A man is just about as happy as he chooses to be" Abraham Lincol

http://www.users.qwest.net/~powertool/slashring.jpg















Written November 8th, 2006

This did win an HM but it's not posted here.
There was another page that got deleted; so you can take my word or dq me, your choice.

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  • SheWasPreternatural
    September 30

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    DAMN!

    "Blessed be the maggots of torment.
    Give praise to them for our intolerable
    suffering. Their wisdom is the portal through
    which Death enters, stands radiant in
    cloak of ebony, proclaiming his Throne,
    his Face to be the true face of Beauty...
    so terrifying is this beauty, this truth, we block
    all recollection of our despair lying there hiding
    ourselves within cosmic insanity trying to escape
    the skeleton of our inhumanity."

    Fucking Brilliant! This pure fucking brilliance. I can't go on with praising this masterful wordcraft without cursing at it's ingenuous ingenuity. This was exceptionally executed. Bravo.


  • Suffer-in-silence
    September 10
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    i love it
    its really really good
    thanks for entering
    -rose


  • Agrona
    August 27

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    (bows low and kneels)

    This was most brilliant and something that is engraved in my minds eye as I watch the truth unfold before me, within my psyche. Amazingly brilliant beauty. So close to perfection... So...Immaculate in this way that it is something I will not soon forget and the message rings clear.

    Thank you so much for entering my contest with this wonderfully well penned poem. And welcome to the finalists for round one.
    Your Czarina,
    ~Seraph

  • This is extremely well written and passionate. Very imaginative to read and I was carried away with it in places. You are very talented. Thanks for this entry.

  • aghhhhhhhhhhhh you cant enter this in this contest!!!! you can only enter a prewrite if it applies to my specifications... enter a fresh write please... read the rules.. >< i still love you though. lol

  • P: brilliant piece it was a creepy yet pleasurable read.

    N: to me the background took away from the piece


    thanks for entering

  • Oh my god, I LOVED THIS. Wonderful write, Cant pick favortie lines because i loved the whole poem.
    Good luck in the contest

  • Very very deep and such POWERFUL expressions!
    Wow!
    Thank you so much for sharing this and for being part of the contest!
    I wish you the very best of all there is!

  • dx d by me
    May 27

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    There is certianly an epic feel to this piece. The theme is positively huge...which is a hard bite to chew, and the imaginative quality to this is wonderful. I think you 've done well to keep this from becoming a marginal piece. I'd like to see this left alined. It would give it more polish!


  • Jay81
    May 25
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    That was verrrry deep. Well done, best of luck with your contests.

  • Yes. I re-cognize the use and drama of which you speak. Most of it I intended for the "show" yet I do see that "less could be more" in this case.
    I will lesson the usage and increase the impact or
    do my damndest trying.
    Thank you for the time and useful comments.
    Till next time
    stay
    liquid


  • SteveS gold member
    May 18

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    This definitely has a grand tone that is keeping with your use of the word "cauldron" as I picture a witchy entity in an dramatic conjure as the narrator. This does, indeed, have impact. Yet, I will admit some of the phrasing was a bit obscure for my taste. This line.."but too afraid to
    let it told:" could be made to read "but are too afraid to let it be told" ...perhaps. I feel there is an overuse of "of" phrases...i.e. face of humanity, abyss of sorrow, magnitude of prayers, fog of our indifference, howl of grief, child of woe, deluge of sorrow, finger of death, and bellies of agony, just to name a few. Trying to get the gist of the hyphenated groups of words too..like "fog-of-our-indifference" I think the words stand one their own without the need for hyphens. This, in my opinion, could be stellar work...just limit the distractions like random capitalized words, hyphens, etc.


  • ReeceTowne
    May 18
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    absolutly loved it very moving

    • Thank you Reece for stopping in and reading ABYSS OF SORROW. Appreciate
      your comments, time and happy snappy faces.

      Best wishes,

      till then

      stay

      liquid

  • This is morbidly fabulous. Absolutely lovely.


  • upperworld06
    April 23

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    this is amazing, i'd love to here it slammed. so much depth in it and great flow, thanks for entering


  • UnknownFemale
    March 31
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    Very nice piece.
    Thanks for the entry and good luck!


  • nuttynettles
    December 21, 2007
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    very powerful. well done and good luck


  • gerardwaylover93
    October 26, 2007
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    OOZING Greatness

    I loved this piece,
    It's just so amazing,
    I have no words to explain it,
    I got chills when I read it,
    Great job!


  • Nostalgia
    October 8, 2007

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    Wow.......That is all that came to mind, a shivering still cascades down my spine...This piece is deffinatly for this contest......I don't know what to say, to say anything more would be demeaning to this piece, for I can't begin to talk on how much this piece impressed on me. I love the imaginary, the feel, the darkness that seeps into my bones when I read this piece. The background does a lot for it too. Thanks for sharing this masterpiece with me. Wonderful write.


    • liquidmindforever
      October 15, 2007
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      Thank you for hosting this funderful contest, for the handsome bronze trophy
      and points.
      LOVELIGHTPEACE
      liquid

    • liquidmindforever
      October 8, 2007
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      I love it too! It seems we are in the minority, thus far. Thank you.


  • Edna Sweetlove
    October 8, 2007

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    I do not find this offensive - I think it's quite good really - why have you entered it into a contest for offensive poetry? PS You have a misplaced apostrophe in KEEPER'S which is QUITE offensive to me personally.


  • suseann
    October 3, 2007

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    A sadness that oozes from the pores of the unhealed ravaged spirit.Deeply dark in alliteration and expressive descriptions spew in anguished define.


  • esroddo silver member
    September 29, 2007

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    Very interesting and dark write I love your talent with the darkside. thanks for entering LISA
    I liked this stances;
    "Blessed be all the torments of the damned, the
    bleeding times salving our souls, prodding our
    seemingly inconquerable Spirit to rise up
    from this Abyss and g u s h...r u s h i n g
    full force into the arms of Mercy, where time
    and memory wait, silent...waiting
    to shake us from the Worms of our indifference.

    No scroll hidden or unhidden, no seal of wax, no
    sign of any kind, no tourniquet known to mankind
    exists powerful enough to clamp off the deluge
    of sorrow."



    • liquidmindforever
      October 3, 2007
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      Thank you for hosting this contest.
      Also, thanks for the Bronze and points.
      Looking forward to seeing you inbetweeen
      the spaces
      Love,
      liquid


  • Lost Memory
    September 22, 2007
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    this was a good write, i felt a lot of emotion, and i liked it.. thanks for entering

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