Up the River

Unfettered and untamed

But the boatman passes blame.

Tells me I’m bound for Hades Shore,

And so I say I’ve been there

A thousand times before.

Eyes blackened by the day--

Every distasteful cloud of grey.

My heart beats with thunderclaps.

It is to the lightning that I pray

That all of this will one day change--

Pieces of me rearranged

To make something whole again,

No longer forever on the mend.

Emotions shiver up my spine

Nervous neurons on my mind

Burdened bliss and blistered fingers

With every heartless line I write.

Oh--my soul.

That dark and empty hole

Inside my heart

That tears my world asunder

And my entire life apart.

If brimstone and fire hail

Till the cities start to wail,

I will rise within that final light

Till the end washes in

With a refreshing crimson tide.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

"Eyes blackened by the day--
Every distasteful cloud of grey.
My heart beats with thunderclaps.
It is to the lightning that I pray
That all of this will one day change--"
My favorite book is Dante's inferno, so you brought me in with the feel of myth and tale. The above lines I liked a lot. Even the dead try to rise in hell. No weakness in the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Janice Fronek(red.panda..]

This is such a beautiful write, I had always enjoyed your writing! Keep up the good work don't stop!

[Cory Barrett]

Love the descriptive onslaught that you have created here, nice work.