Mumbles and Mourners

by Sondos   Jun 18, 2006


The evil is growing, enlarging and bulging
With the blood of creamed roses and blooms
And beneath the illicit and ribbon tied gifts
The mourners have flocked to the tombs

The cameras are jarred and barred with jumbles
Of mumbles and knaves with stained swords
The stripes are running and dribbling timeless
Classical beauties they hoard

And will the children ever forgive us
For the myths and identity frauds?
A tongue black as tar and fingers sore
From lynches and curtain cords

That'll rip at the cloth and prick the dignity
Into warm moist water from wine
Penniless preaching and soured seagulls
This Quakerless silence is mine..

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  • 17 years ago

    by Goran Rahim

    ANOTHER PERFECT POEM BY A GREAT POET, KEEP IT UP 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

    Oh wow.. I really like this of yours. It was powerful and strong and just down right well written. Grea job!

    xDarkSuicidex 5.5

  • 17 years ago

    by Twisted Heart

    First off, Loved the use of words. Second, your imigary was uncanning. The whole poem gave me chills [in a good way]. You have real talent.

  • 17 years ago

    by AnnMarie

    I thought this was pretty good! I don't know what a Mourners is so it did not make a that much since to me1 But I do thinkthe flow was great and the words all went well!

  • 17 years ago

    by Once an Angel

    I was impressed by the flow of this poem, it really was well written. The words rolled right into eachother easing the separation between stanzas. I really enjoyed this poem. A brilliant write.

    -Tainted

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