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Saint in the Hole

 

 

Eyes charred out by Egypt's sun
buried to his chin in sand
the Saint is ready and willing
to dispense holy wisdom

Frantically flagellating
the disciples dance around
a wailing chorus of acolytes
bare feet popping on the red-hot sand

Hosanna's drown the Oracles dry rasp

Even if the the buzzards circling overhead
gave a good god damn, what the old man said
was lost in the righteous cacophony
rising like gun shots in the hard white sky

 

 

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  • Sudo Nimh silver member
    July 23, 2008
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    ...makes me feel like my skin is splitting open and pouring forth ants and sand...well done

  • malmadre gold member
    July 20, 2008

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    There are strange things done under the sun in the name of righteousness. This is presented with the clarity of a great national geographical photo. well done!


  • Allyce May
    July 20, 2008

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    The ending is banging! I also loved "rising like gun shots in the hard white sky". This is deeply descriptive and emotive; has a powerful presence in its few stanzas.

    Brilliant stuff


  • Amera gold member
    July 20, 2008

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    You have captured more than just desperation in this verse. I think you did a wonderful job of painting man’s inhumanity to man. This work is filled with imagery and motion. Bravo!

    Love,
    Amera♥


  • Nicolette gold member
    July 20, 2008

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    I especially liked "frantically flagellating" and and "like gun shots in the hard white sky" - also the contrast here with "red-hot sand". This poem is both entertaining and educational. Great stuff, David.

    ~ Nicolette

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