Fresh flecks of human bourbon spilt
..Still bright, not dull and dry—
Red spirits splashed on solemn silt
..Swift sober footsteps ply
For exit from this harried chase,
..From crystal pistol scry,
From blistered bleeding brutal race:
..A beg, a plead, a cry
For help breathes forth from silent lips,
..Sharp glance from vacant eye
Quick backward shot, while forward trips,
..Yet scrambles up to try
One last attempt, though fading fast,
..A lamp with no supply
Of oil, the Argo with no mast
..And tempest waiting by:
..A brusque and bitter bye.
A Long and Somber Sigh
17 Nov 2013 10 Comments
Chagall
Nov 17, 2013 @ 10:20:41
Wonderful – concept and execution all. Rhythm, sound, theme – you have everything working in this one. Congrats! —–Chagall
wordcoaster
Nov 17, 2013 @ 23:25:41
Wow, thank you! This is a kind, kind compliment, and knowing the stature of its author gives it even more weight. 😀
viewingcamelot
Nov 17, 2013 @ 13:54:04
This is wonderful, David.
wordcoaster
Nov 17, 2013 @ 23:26:16
Thank you so much! 😀
readinpleasure
Nov 18, 2013 @ 11:39:12
Wonderfully done!
wordcoaster
Dec 08, 2013 @ 21:13:08
Thank you! I hope to get back into a better schedule of posting poems soon 🙂
viewingcamelot
Dec 04, 2013 @ 02:59:15
Every time I read this, it just gets richer.
wordcoaster
Dec 08, 2013 @ 21:14:40
Aw, thank you so much! I heard you were going to be at church, but I guess with the weather you (wisely) changed plans 🙂
viewingcamelot
Dec 08, 2013 @ 22:12:53
I got up and got ready for it! I was SO close, but the snow came quickly and thickly, so it turned out safer. Our car is basically a snowboard, so it doesn’t stop well… or slow down… or turn. 🙂 I listened to the sermon online, but I missed seeing you guys! Soon. 😀
wordcoaster
Dec 10, 2013 @ 03:55:41
Having never snowboarded I have no personal experience with that metaphor, but I am glad you remained safe. Look forward to your next visit! 🙂