A Poem by Jeff Bresee

Slow death transcends the rush of tide

Still breath beneath a smoke filled sky

Pale ghosts arising from the past

Stand row by row from first to last

Like silhouettes of lifeless trees

In setting sun, no foot shall flee

But sink they into desert sand

While hate consumes the life of man 


…Jeff Bresee

© 2010 Jeff Bresee

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I love it. It is beautiful- I think...and I am an unsure philosopher, but I do think- that this is how a poem should be: a moment of beauty in the mind's eye of the reader. Some people like to make a statement with poetry that makes you struggle against it's tide of ill-fitting lines and call it modernist. I think art can be thought-provoking without being ugly. Yours is. It sits in the mouth perfectly and bears reading again and again. Well done, really.

Posted 7 Years Ago

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Posted 7 Years Ago

I want to know more about where this comes from, it's influence...

Posted 7 Years Ago

"Slow death transcends the rush of tide" to me, this means how quick life seems to pass by, but how long it feels to be in deaths clutches. "Pale ghosts arising from the past Stand row by row from first to last" Looking back on your life once in the eyesight of death, looking at the 'ghosts from the past' Beautiful poem with a powerful message. That last line holds such impact and validity; very true. Loved this poem. It just goes to show, you dont need many words to influence, inspire, or get a point across. great job.

Posted 7 Years Ago

What starts out as a paean to evanescence shifts into an eerie brood on the phantom landscape thereof, before coming to a dark rest in hatred.

What was merely an uncanny passing stops at the gates of hell. Hmmm. Death, ghosts, lifeless trees, desert sand incite a brooding intrigue. "Hate" sits there like a big lump of stupidity, but of course humankind is frequently guilty of this flat recalcitrance.

Posted 7 Years Ago

words of warning. you are able to weild darker ink with a particular chilly intensity. Well done.

Posted 7 Years Ago

Dark, haunting description, unique imagery. This poem is short but carries a heavy message. When reading I imagined the "ghosts" to represent soldiers, perhaps because they're standing row by row and therefore the "hate" to represent war. Regardless of the interpretation, this poem works really well and once again, the rhyming is very impressive. ^__^ I think rhyme really makes a poem but it's so often done poorly. Therefore, it should definitely be mentioned when someone does it so flawlessly! :)

Posted 7 Years Ago

I love the imagery in this, it's perfect! Great work!


Posted 7 Years Ago

Man.. this is kinda creepy to be honest.
I got chills reading it.. Hahah, and I LOVED IT.
XD Favorited.

Posted 7 Years Ago

The imagery in this piece is absolutely brilliant.
A very strong piece of writing it is, absolutely flawless!

Posted 7 Years Ago

Dude, your pieces really get to me man.This is another amazing piece. Great job Jeff

Posted 7 Years Ago

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Added on January 22, 2010
Last Updated on January 22, 2010


Jeff Bresee
Jeff Bresee

Dallas, TX

I love to write poetry and then turn it into songs. I am a singer/songwriter for Weathered Pages, a Fort Worth, Texas based band. Check us out at And I hope you enjoy .. more..


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