In Nomine Patris

In Nomine Patris

A Poem by Doodley
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In the Name of the Father.

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So cold comes the night to smite the last of day,
Oh! Suffer the little children whereupon their beds they lay;
Entombed and huddled silent under cloth mounds of last defense,
Hands clasped together in hopeful prayer while fearful heart repents.

Grim darkness petrifies their mental boundaries at the seams,
And the demons born from Beelzebub torment their sleeping dreams;
But for them there is no greater fear than the realism horror,
That comes to them cloaked in candlelight, a Nosferatu in a collar.

With creeping sinews and talons shown it invades their personal space,
And whispers with a forked tongue and a leer upon its face;
That, naughty child you must be punished for all your little sins,
Then enshrouded in protective dark it does unspeakable things.

Into and beyond the witching hour their living nightmare stays,
And manifests its evil intent in all unfathomable ways;
And only when the blinkered God from the Heavens He does send,
The virgin rays of newborn light does their ordeal finally end.

And into the dying shadows does the vampyric malevolence flee,
And leaves behind the broken child, alone, yet finally free;
Who hugs their knees into their chest and breaks into sobbing sighs,
As another portion of their innocent soul fades out and silently dies.

As this withered quill in solemn pause does halt as this poet thinks,
The tears of human sorrow infuse the potting of his inks;
And northward turns his remorseful gaze into the heavenly skies,
And with eyes ablaze with swelling rage he opens up and cries:

Where are ye Holy Shepherd? Look at the hour upon the clock!,
Make haste from your eternal slumber! Come now! Protect your flock!;
Embrace these innocents to your girth, spare them from further shame,
From the evil deeds that have been wrought in your sacred Holy name!

Yet the silence here is deafening, there are no swift replies,
No rapturous roars of vengeance shall descend from these empty skies;
And in this instant realisation does the heart sink deep like stone,
Suffer the little children shall, for the children are alone.

© 2017 Doodley



Author's Note

Doodley
A darker poem. Be warned.

Any comments are greatly appreciated

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Faith and hope are important to continue in life often when darkness is there and threatens...
"As this withered quill in solemn pause does halt as this poet thinks,
The tears of human sorrow infuse the potting of his inks;
And northward turns his remorseful gaze into the heavenly skies,
And with eyes ablaze with swelling rage he opens up and cries: "--love this section of this!

Posted 9 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

9 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Josie. I appreciate your insights and kind words.
Josie E. Cook M. A.

9 Months Ago

You are welcome!
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A magnificent write!
I see two things standIng out in this poem. The first is the literary beauty you have woven into this poem as has been the integral element of all your writes.
The Second is the dark shade, a tale of pathetic and petrifying condition of children the poet portrays here.
Doodley, I am glad you wrote on this topic. There are many in the societies who just be silent witnesses to the crimes on children and the innocent. They lack the courage and feel powerless to stop the crime and just pray to God to come and save the children.
Unfortunately the crimes continue and the perpetrators of crime move freely in the society.
Your this dark poem makes us all make the same wish as the poet in the poem makes.
This is a master piece! Thanks for writing and sharing, Doodley!

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

10 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Bala. Very kind words for such a dark and difficult piece. I al.. read more
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Okay Doodley, this one hits home. I think artistically it is stunning, well I mean to say that the talent of the writing is at an all time high here. The power of the message, the depth of the turmoil and the skill make this piece insanely good.. really. I do feel the depth of confusion here as well, a sense of betrayal that the maker has not yet ceased these ills being done in his name, of all things... Dispicable.. but do not doubt the day is coming... The day when they will be held accountable for these heinous acts and in a horrifying way. I too, know someone whom I cannot wait for this bell to toll for... ;) Ouch.. that sounded harsh. Now you too understand my character and her "metaphorical blades"... Makes all my fierce poetry make a little more sense now.. This is a departure from your usual stuff.. A bit darker, a bit more emotion, I like it. Keep up the excellent writing... I don't say this to many but your work is excellent, at pretty much all times. And also here is a little thought for you:

Joel 3:21
New International Version:
"Shall I leave their innocent blood unavenged? No, I will not." The LORD dwells in Zion!"

How bout this one: ;)

Romans 12:19

"New International Version
"Do not take revenge, my dear friends, but leave room for God's wrath, for it is written: "It is mine to avenge; I will repay," says the Lord."

Always a joy to read... How is "Hell House" coming along so far? I am dying to know what you think of it when you are done! haha!


Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

M. L. F.

10 Months Ago

Yay! Free knives!! You really do know just what I need most these days... :)
Doodley

10 Months Ago

Hahaha! I see you have moved on to guns now! Will be reading that one soon no doubt. I have to delve.. read more
M. L. F.

10 Months Ago

Ha!! Yeah... You know, the knives....
Just weren't cuttin it anymore.. ;)

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After reading this, I was filled with instant sorrow, thinking about the children who really are alone out there with no one to help them out.. This is a dark piece but it carries with it the voice, a cry, pleading, for someone to notice.. At least that is what it seemed to me..
The word choices you used cast a vivid imagination upon the reader's mind..

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

10 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Yumnakay. I appreciate your thoughts on this piece. If it has i.. read more
Dr. YumnaKay

10 Months Ago

You are welcome! And it certainly did :)
I get the feeling that whomever this poem is meant to represent, it is in question of their gods because of bad things happening around them.

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

10 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Lonely Shadow. Your thoughts on this poem are close to spot on... read more
Lonely Shadow

10 Months Ago

I've never been good with interpreting poems, but yours are unique.
A poet does live here in the halls of brilliant darkness. I recalled my short alter boy days, 6 masses total, before I bowed out of the holy habit. I remember the fear Father R instilled in me as though it lived in the poem. I see his grave upon visiting my mother. The temptation is always to spit on it but I dare not.

Regards,
Al

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

10 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Alfred. I appreciate your thoughts and kind words. I was no alt.. read more
This must be about your darkest yet Doodley. I'm not sure what to say about it apart from the obvious which is that it's a brilliant poem. Story, message, rhyme, language, everything. Very special. I had to google what Nosferatu was so I learned a new word, and it made perfect sense. I always very much enjoy your choice of language in these poems Doodley. It's very rich. Definitely works with the dark theme. Well done as always.

Posted 10 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Doodley

10 Months Ago

Thank you for reading and reviewing, Andronicus. I appreciate your kind comments on what is a diffic.. read more

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