Volteface
Eternity of history
1991
Dissolution, collapse
The children run away
From home
From Mother
Did they outgrow
The archipelago
Of gulags and fear?
Did the blood
Unnerve?
Now finding the way
To happily ever 'aftering's
Smiles, release
Comrade no more
Citizen, thou art free.
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Then 2000
The naked gnome rides back from hell
And death's fierce grip
Scorches souls that dare
Pronounce the names
Of those who would hide.
Mortality pours across the land
Holding spirits hostage
Now ever chained to history
Held by broken bones
It brings them to the unthinkable
They scream anew.
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He stills the sound.
He pulls the strings
His venom stings
As Das vedanya hangs limply.
They outgrew the
You think you can outback the grasp
Second verse , same as the first
Death and rotting flesh pour across the land
He stills the soun
He pulls the
And his venom stings
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Love Letters Through Time
Context: Grace (Gráinne) Gifford, was a participant in the Irish nationalist struggle against British rule, which led to ‘The Easter Rising’, Easter Monday, 1916 in Dublin, Ireland. She was betrothed to one of the leaders, who were due to be executed the morning after being taken prisoner. Joseph and Grace were married the night before in his prison cell. Joseph (Seosamh Pluinceid)) was one of the leaders of The Rising, a signatory of the Irish Proclamation and, in death, a revered Irish hero. These are my imaginings of ‘her’ final words to him. I include a few words in Irish Gaelic as the movement that led to the rebellion favored speaking Irish, instead of English. I would wager a guess, as they were both poets and writers in the Irish republican movement that she would have chosen to marry her love of country with her love of him in expressing her devotion.
By Marie McGrathExclusive • 11 months ago
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Thank you for sharing ✍️⭐️⭐️
tIn truth I could not understand the poem but it had a very eery effect. The unfinished phrases were very effective- what is not said is as powerful as what is said.. the message of capricious terror comes through
Freedom is always the desire of the soul of every rational being. The society, as it is structured, undermines every human joy and independence. Slaves of the system, if we struggle with wishes, we take a breath. And then death, the inevitability of human mortality. But for the free in spirit, death is not death. You have opened my heart... Very inspiring poem!