the muted man
wears his razor-wire hat
and sits quietly in a darkened room
filled with empty chairs;
nooses hang from nothingness
like a puppeteer's strings,
waiting for their master to return.
his eyes are cross-stitched shut
from the festering wounds
of wallowing in human excrement;
a testament to his existence
and a reminder of his suffering.
the dull scrape of boots
against the filthy cellar floor
is the only sound he hears;
rusted bars with bloodied handprints
are his man-made prison,
condemning him to an eternity
of hell.
it is no wonder
why the muted man speaks no longer.
wears his razor-wire hat
and sits quietly in a darkened room
filled with empty chairs;
nooses hang from nothingness
like a puppeteer's strings,
waiting for their master to return.
his eyes are cross-stitched shut
from the festering wounds
of wallowing in human excrement;
a testament to his existence
and a reminder of his suffering.
the dull scrape of boots
against the filthy cellar floor
is the only sound he hears;
rusted bars with bloodied handprints
are his man-made prison,
condemning him to an eternity
of hell.
it is no wonder
why the muted man speaks no longer.
Author notes
Artist credit: http://smygol.deviantart.com/art/The-last-court-45593761
A contest entry
- Abstract Art Inspired.... by jcat.
700 points, ended December 1, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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A very dark, image filled work of poetry here. You captured the abstract art with great fervor, and skill. You executed this work as any Master would! I wish you the best in the contest. An excellent example of how tow art forms can compliment one ano ther. I would have imagined the image because of your words.
Much Love & Respect ♥
Renee


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This is more than angst, but a total loss of light and hope. I feel the dregs of man's inhumanity to man in the lines of this one. It breathes death, but not escape. ~K


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A reminder of his suffering....I wear my scars with pride as the do indeed remind me that I am alive and whole, once I even welcomed the pain as it should that I still felt. A most powerful piece here thank you for entering it!


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I love this. Had to read it again!
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Excellent
Very well done. Best of luck in the contest.

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This is Gold! That is all I can say! Amazing take on the prompt. And I truly mean it. Wow! You are just such a brilliant writer. How Joe? How do you do it!? You must tell me!


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I thought this was a poem full of sharp imagery and expression. The prompt was excellent..Good luck to you in the contest!!


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A very vivid poem indeed! You've been very thorough with your imagery, and really taken your reader there... it certainly is no wonder why the muted man speaks no longer.
Very intense.
Ashley A. Wolfe

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Nicely done, the images are quite literally transposed to the poem, wire hat, nooses, chairs, etc. Rather than an abstract explanation of the images. You have added though, an exciting psychological back story.


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this is a haunting and powerful write, it can work on so many levels, not just from the picture, but i think of a freedom fighter who is going against a corrupt regime and is silenced, this is just, wow, best of luck in the contest


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Excellent take on the prompt Joseph. It's really dark, and gives you the lonely feeling. This is a winner. GOLD GOLD GOLD for sure.


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Oooh. This is incredible. So incredibly dark and on the verge of truly terrifying. It's rare that I will read a poem that makes my skin crawl. Great job. Good luck. Though I am sure you don't need it.
Write on.
~*~SP~*~

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