Survivors

Survivors

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Done


by Steve King
© 2012 
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I am done and gladly rise,
rub these letters from my eyes,
quell the music that abides
to stir old silence and surmise.

Finished as a guy may be,
abandoning this alchemy
of casting spells that soon reply
and howl their strange cacophony.

Noonday shadows rising high,
numbing rhythms twisting by;
idle dreams and compromise:
far past the time to let it lie.

Though I’m done and gladly rise,
the dancing letters yet reprise;
the music stays, to no surprise,
to fill new silence, new surmise.

Folding close old revery
it sings occasioned certainies,
drawing forth the ancient ties
to meld with new epiphanies…

No matter that I gladly rise,
the music stays, the silence flies.

13 comments:

  1. Wow look at you rhyming away
    Flowing so great here at your bay
    The music must stand tall
    As your verse certainly heeds the call

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  2. great use of end rhyme to really drive this...the near repetition is spot on as well...i am glad the music stays and the letters dont stray too far you know...smiles.

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  3. Great rhyme and lovely poem!

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  4. The rhyme here works like a bell chiming to drive the rhythm so aptly. The words dance on the page and better yet invite the reader to join in.

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  5. And this is how end rhyming works so wonderfully, that as you read you forget it, just absorbing the words :-)

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  6. I didn't noticed the rhyming words until I read the comments. This flows well and I specially like the last verse ~

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  7. Great rhythm and flow, Steve. I really like:

    Folding close old revery
    it sings occasioned certainies,
    drawing forth the ancient ties
    to meld with new epiphanies

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  8. This so tightly spun and brought to clarity the mood, the insight, the tough-mindedness that makes the tale of a winner. I really enjoyed the way you employed hyme and rhythm to bring thru to us the sound of hope within the truths won by surviving.

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  9. this is almost a song to me. Love to hear you recite it!

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  10. Tight writing - love the repetition

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  11. One of my favorite quotes from the anonymity of the internet is, 'You can stop writing, but you can never stop being a writer.' One thinks one is done, or that the song is done with you, yet the silence sooner or later flies, the words reform, especially when they're so perfectly cadenced and delivered, so much the voice of the heart. Thanks for setting it down before rising.

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  12. Absolutely fantastic....i love the rhythm. Thank you for sharing

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  13. the music always stays...and this i love...great flow in this sir...much enjoyed...

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