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Crypticbard
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Submitted by crypticbard on 23 January 2008 - 5:30am.| Updated 23 January 2008 - 5:32am.
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freeform
a grated gate in midnight’s light
once fell upon a sorry sight
as rain washed out the scarlet stain
the skies bowed down to hear the pain
a voice without a body heard
the sordid tale its waist did gird
one witness found, torn leaf by leaf
Creation’s glory sank to grief
a tale no word was writ nor said
into the ground the silence bled
a soaked and orphaned quill remains
fraught with want of trilled refrains
a poet’s tome thus lay ungathered
whispy strands of dreams untethered
so Heaven cried its tears that night
set up the quaich by candlelight
Please use care (this is a sensitive subject for me, do not critique harshly)
(3 votes)
Why would
Anyone be harsh when commenting on such a beautifully penned poem . Excellent work I do like the way you use your words a true pleasure to read
Thanks
Thank you for your kind words on my poem, ‘The Silent Quill.’
It is kind of a tribute for a poet friend who passed on over a year ago now by his own hand. This is why it was made with a personal connection.
I agree. Even if you had
I agree. Even if you had asked for more critical feedback my comments would be the same. This is awesome poetry and a brilliant tribute. I like your writing style and the rhyming/flow are beautiful. This sings to me with a lyrical voice. Excellent I really loved this poem.
Kaz
It’s impossible to smile on the outside without feeling better on the inside.