A Cry From The Dark
Thoughts; anxious, confused, frenzied -
together rushing, swirling, spinning.
A whirlpool of senseless patterns
plunging deep into an obsidian depth.
A cold churning sea of feelings.
Emotions rise and fall to extremes
like the menacing waves of a raging storm,
carrying me further out into the abyss.
Dreams become corrupted by chaos.
Reflecting their malevolent intensity,
immersed in fear and turbulence -
erasing all signs of the light of day.
Existing now only as an empty shell.
Fallen to the depths of the void.
Lying in empty, useless anticipation
of deliverance from this dreary prison.
In a final, yet desperate attempt -
an arm extends upward, hand reaching
toward that last tiny glimmer of light.
Gasping for the slightest breath of life.
A small voice cries out from the dark...
Can anybody hear me?
http://allpoetry.com/poem/17274
November 22, 2001
Unmasked (for Poetryality)
Opening curtain:
How like footlights,
her angelic poise
a forestage illumine
to upcoming creation
in hushed reverence
an audience awaits
Scene One:
a gathering of words
characters cast
upon parchment stage
birthed in the man-made milieu
of concrete canyons
winding through neon jungles
standing ready
to execute its
byplay of consequence
as her voice echoes
thin lines of reason
in half-timbered halls
Scene Two:
songs of spoken verse
mime
in the mouths of followers
as she hails her flock
in gilded tongues
halo hidden beneath humility
wings folded in recognition
her role predestined
her performance
preordained
unavowed in certainty
Final Curtain:
she lingers downstage
and cedes to her labor
soul bared and broadcasts
a warm shimmering shower
of expression
to blanket listeners in worship
a consummate artiste
conveying the
coup de theatre of truth
to voluble sounds of
gloved hearts clapping
in absolute adoration
Epilogue:
she stands before us
in written submission
unwrapped unfeigned
authentic
in all her complex simplicity
it is within the stagecraft
of dialogue
that she presents herself to us
naked
exposed
in unselfish bounty
the face of a poet
....revealed
http://allpoetry.com/poem/3667722
December 2, 2007
Author notes
The first poem I posted here on AP (A Cry From the Dark), and the most recent poem posted...per contest instructions.
In a list
A contest entry
- First and Last by CarolDesjarlais.
525 points, ended January 4, 2008, 27 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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this is a very fine effort and an admirable display of your poetic technique in both poems shown here ... the first was a broad sweep of emotion ... the second was a visual sweep with its eloquent formatting and its innumerable charms ... congratulations on your HM from Carol on this one, Mad Moon ...
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I sit here with my mouth agape Mary! I had not read the first poem. In all the time you've been here, I don't know that I visited that one, but it sure sounded familiar. Maybe I have read it. But the one addressed to me made my cry with my second read here tonight. I love you so... and I can think of nothing more to say.
Congratulations on your honorable mention.
Always & Forever ♥
Renee
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Wow,
Your works are amazing, and the wonderful soul you weave of is another sister here to me that is a blessing to so many souls as you know. You did this up excellent, I love each verse. Made me long for the next. Thanks for sharing your beautifully, talented soul.
Love ya sis! 
Peace, bro Timothy
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Much labor went into combined efforts sublime here. Full bodied pieces,both. In conveying emotions of both dark and light. This piece fulfills every expectation of what true poetic device is all about.Bravo! Masterfully penned.
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Oh man this is really incredible writing. Both poems are strong, but, of course, I like the succinct use of words in the second one.. Succinct and beautiful, yes.... the higher language of a poet crafting their art.
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In a word~ stunning.
No bones about it, you are one talented poet hon.
Wow.
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I think this is amazing how your first poem ends with can anybody hear me, and then your recent was a dedication to a wonderful lady and friend, who I feel, has listened to you...lovely duet here of poems...
Happy new year..
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I agree with Wanda... the first is dark and the second on allows us to stand in the spotlight of your words, right there on the stage of life. Beautiful poetry, my friend and so good to see you posting again. As always you give and share of your talents, your inner-light.
Wishing you a happy and healthy 2008 - you deserve it, my friend
~ Nicolette
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The first is stark, dark & forboding...The latest is giving, loving & gorgeous. I am not surprised, dear Luna. Good luck in Carol's contest, my Friend. Wanders
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