Encore

 

Some shall give deceit a hand,
clap and even stand.
In the turbid currents of disbelief,
you are slipping underneath
with your grasp just out of reach.

Wrapped in word's inside Death's Lair
And trapped under His palm,
Heavy lies scream for air
until they're drowned in silent calm.
Last thoughts are lost in prayer.
Yet some shall give deceit a hand,
Clap and even stand
in turbid currents of disbelief.





Poetry by melanie sue
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Written on 2009-10-11 at 01:14

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Bjanka
...what a wonderful write, have reread this many times...
2009-10-22


Marlinda
Very well written
smooth to read and well expressed

I cant stop reading until the
word ends..
2009-10-20


Kathy Lockhart
a moving exhibit of word power. Your imagery evokes emotions, sights, sounds, and even touch. bookmarked!
2009-10-20


night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
Wow! Once again, so well expressed! :) *applause*
2009-10-17


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2009-10-15


chuma okafor
This is quite touching! and how remarkably well you delivered it...
2009-10-11