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Nov 16, 2022
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This poem is part of the contest:
Neopoem Of The Week Contest November 13th to November 19th 2022
Weekly Neopoet Contest Poem Autumn People
Ragged and raw wind of gossip
thickens,
pulsing around her trembling frame.
Her words swim
in the polluted waters,
that had once been
the moat encircling her domain.
Hungry reptiles in her courtyard
green scaly-faced monsters
on the slippery incline,
Of the treachery of their desire.
Arriving in droves,
gathering at the foot hills of her mountain.
Watching... for a sign.
Hungrily awaiting her downfall,
her collapse and decline
Would feed their quickening blood.
For now sustained on the appetizer
Of her heightened dread.
They would starve if not for the feast of fear,
and death's arms would fold them
back to the mud and mire of their marsh.
She rallies and cries
"Be gone damned and woebegone,
sink into the slime
from whence thee spawned
get thee gone, Demon children
quit thy hold upon my heart
discontinue desist and depart
for
*"by the pricking of my thumbs
something wicked this way comes..."
(*quote by William Shakespeare)
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Geezer
2 years 7 months ago
It's strange...
I have no idea why, but I had this weird vision of Joan de Arc!
I then went back to read it closer and it seemed even more obvious!
Are you writing about little Joannie? No matter what the scene is...
I enjoyed the read! ~ Geez.
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Candlewitch
2 years 7 months ago
thank you dear Geezer,
for reading this bit of my sleeping imagination. this one woke me up and I had to get it written down immediately, before it could leave me. I know only a little about Joan o. A. one, that she had the strength of her convictions and two, she was courageous. I think I shall do some reading up on her.
*hugs, Cat
p.s.
I would like to see you write a poem on her.
Geezer
2 years 7 months ago
It's a thing...
I may be tempted to try. [ a poem about Joan of Arc], I may get to it after I take care of a couple of other things. Glad to see you writing and hope you keep doing it. ~ Geez.
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Candlewitch
2 years 7 months ago
you have the writer's Midas Touch...
I'm sure it will be another masterpiece. cannot wait to read it.
I'm doing a bit better, it must be Steve's constant care. sometimes he hovers and I have to tell
him to please do something else, lol. been doing a lot of sleeping...and lucid dreaming. I have been here, mostly reading. and learning. you take good care!
*hugs, the Cat
Lavender
2 years 7 months ago
Autumn People
Hi, Cat,
I am puzzled with the meaning, but love the language. Very eerie, especially "...feast of fear." I am even more intrigued with the title and will wait to read your response to tie it all together. Definitely something wicked this way comes.
L
Candlewitch
2 years 7 months ago
dear Lavender,
I am an Autumn person, it is my season to shine (as in I am highly energized, motivated and inspired.) my personal magic is strong and crisp like the season. but this year covid tripped me up. I still have the desire to DO, but my ability is nil. I feel drained and reminded of my two sisters, who took great joy and satisfaction in my failures. this year we (Steven and I)have been demoralized with the passing of four of our feline family) we are/were very close to each and all. after a few months, we went to our local animal shelter and adopted a female Russian Blue named Mia. she is a real head trip. she is middle aged but can kick butt with the best of them. she is very verbose and is always talking. she yells at her toys, when in attack mode. and carries her toys around with her. her energy has kept my spirits up. (we still have Shadow, another Russian Blue she is a darling who has her own room.) oops, motor mouth here, sorry about that!
*hugs & love, Cat
RoseBlack
2 years 7 months ago
Hi Cat
A powerful write...had a bit of a Beowulf feel to it. Great job!
Candlewitch
2 years 7 months ago
dear RoseBlack,
I think that is the nicest compliment which I have received in a long time! (there is a bit of Beowulf in me, too)
*hugs, Cat
p.s.
eddy styx helped me some ;)
Jackweb
2 years 7 months ago
Hi Cat!
Good to see you again! Your whisper is elegant and beautiful like the singing orchard, jasmine flowers and the breeze of the wind. Your poetic words are captivating and inspiring! Beautiful creation!
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Candlewitch
2 years 7 months ago
a big HELLO
to you, too. thank you so much for reading my poem. how are you getting on? I hope you are well, loved and appreciated, too!
*Hugs & best wishes, Cat