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Jan 21, 2011
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Speak To The Heart Of A Dying Man
Speak to the heart
Of a dying man
Corroded by the words
Said in gradual
Discourse.
In a strange hour
He will be freed.
The flask of his thoughts
Stained
And emptied.
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Direction:
What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Not actively editing
Comments
Dennis Go
14 years 5 months ago
Thanks Xena :)
Thanks Xena :)
Dennis Go
14 years 5 months ago
Thanks Longo
I'm glad you liked its "brutality"! Thanks for the wonderful comment!
Dennis Go
14 years 5 months ago
Thanks Shirley :)
Thanks Shirley :)
Nordic cloud
14 years 5 months ago
freed, empty, no more.
Oh that bottle stained,
the corrosion, browned, black,
the dying voice
the strange hour
freed, empty, no more.
I like this one Love Ann.
Dennis Go
14 years 5 months ago
Thanks Ann :)
Glad you like this piece :)
Dennis Go
14 years 5 months ago
Thanks JayCee
Superlative? That's an overstatement. :)
It's really inspires me to see you great poets appreciate my work.