Oubliette

Insouciant by nature

Her eyes led down toward the dungeon I deathly once feared

My words no less could touch,

My heart, a distant howl for the hunger of wolves,

Some play fool through caricature, others by night, and still the worst by will...

I speak the end as I have ended

A place too subtle where visions lead

 

Let the dark know its vile and drink it well

My poisoned cup 

I hold to scratch its door

 

There is nothing left

Should the undertaker allow

Let my opiates in

The oubliette will bear no mark

No disease will ill its kindness

This world will bury what cannot be held

It will scream from its sleep and silence 

An oubliette for the miracle

We have long become.

Reviews

[Onlyme]

Deep, imaginative, remarkable poem that takes you on a journey into your mind's eye. And more so your thoughts.

[Perdition]

You are too too kind and yet I hope you're okay..I meant to take you into the normal eye. :) Thanks Dee! Your comment just made my morning!!

[Onlyme]

Your very welcome sweetheart. And I am not to bad. Life is just a journey we all travel.. :)

[Perdition]

So true..I like to use a unicycle to travel with myself..well, that while juggling chainsaws of course ;) Thanks again!

[Onlyme]

lol your funny.

[A.G.]

wow. such a beautiful poem. very meaningful and captivating. thank you for sharing (:

[Perdition]

My pleasure. The oubliette, as it bars and tears away our existence has been a wonderful place for me to see my journey and realize the precious nature of even the single day and the sky it bears within my perception and expectations.

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Does today not offer any hope? You and that sideways glance are looking at me like I should be doing more.

[Perdition]

More IS the hope, and that is every day.