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Poker Night

Poker night
And I am crowned
The queen of firewood
And idealists
For I am young
And wide-eyed
And glorious –
Naivete incarnate
In the form
Of bats' blackened wings
Form the crest
On the flag
Flying at three-quarters mast
Above my castle.
The walls are
Spattered with the blood
Of saints and sinners
The condoned and condemned.
The revered and retched
Scream
As I ascend to my thronw
A morning cry,
A mourning cry,
For the death of the moon
And the birth of a dream
Filmy and intangible,
Floating above the crowd,
An empty stadium
To which I speak
In hopes of reassurance.
Ghostly voices
Return the senntiment
In garbled, nonexistant
Waves of sound.
"I love you!"
Phrmeg garmiddy.
"You're beautiful!"
Shurmiggle bop.
"It's okay?"
Owarmants.
"I give up."
Failure.
A response!
At last,
The symphony chimes,
A discordant, hideous
Cacophony
Written by soicety
To the young
And wide-eyed
And glorious.
Naivete destroyed,
Imperfection showcased
At its synthetic best
Join the dance,
Writhing to the sounds
Of breaking glass
And the crumbling
Of filmy, intangible
Kingdoms.

Author notes

Basically, this poem is a super-duper abstract look at youthful idealism and its experiences and impacts in and on our jaded society.

And, for the purposes of a contest, I am BesonderSchatten, and "Mulder for president."

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  • h202
    August 7, 2007

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    well to be very honest i was bored with this poem until about halfway through. then it really picked up for me, and got stronger all the way to the last line. so good job leaving your best for last. i think a few breaks and spaces would be good because i found it hard to follow, not because i didn't want to read it but because i kept getting mixed up and lost.
    anyway, the last couple of lines are brilliant. good lines throughout the poem, pretty vivid imagery, good write! thanks a bunch for entering!


  • Riftkin gold member
    July 28, 2007

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    Abstract thoughts, could be why I was lost in the poem, I almost ask for a life guard to help me here.


  • see me fly 2
    July 27, 2007

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    uhh what? im going to read it again.
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    hmm well it is still making me think. a lot. lol. well anyway good job. thanks foe writing what i asked for.


    • MessOfADreamer
      July 27, 2007
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      Keep going, it'll make sense eventually, I promise. Think symbolism
      Thanks for the comment!


      • see me fly 2
        July 27, 2007
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        uh i think i understand it a little bit now. well ill get it soner or later. lol
        and no problem.

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