A Poem by Jeff Bresee


As fast as you can

Red shades of dismal

Flowing fear

Melt to the glass of sand



In the hollow hidden dry

Drink down the spell

Of earth and hell

Indifferent to the sky



Forever unseamed

Face down amidst

The death of sound

Black holes of melody



To the blood of setting sun

From spiral dreams

Look down at what

One cell has now become


…Jeff Bresee

© 2012 Jeff Bresee

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Posted 6 Years Ago

I am always so amazed, how you are able to create flawless rhyme and meaning in once. This is something, I can re-read and re-read.

Posted 7 Years Ago

Hi Jeff,

Ah yes, all these feelings, emotions, and complex behaviors. What have the one-cell organisms that started life evolved into? We're such complicated beings, and to have arisen from the extremely simple is so remarkable. Nice thought.

Best regards,


Posted 7 Years Ago

Great Write! Thanks for sharing this wonderful poem.

Posted 7 Years Ago

My favorite thing about this piece: the rhyme within the non-traditional rhyme. Of course there's depth to what is being said but the point is given strength by how it was written. Great write, Jeff.

Posted 7 Years Ago

ah this was eerie and enchanting, and I like the way you ended this, it opened up a whole new thought seperate from the poem, and made me wonder what exactly this cell had done/become...

Posted 7 Years Ago

remind me why you aren't published again?

Posted 7 Years Ago

This, for some reason, reminds me of the picture I saw recently of a glacier melting and some microorganism is giving the water a blood red color. Makes it look like the glacier is bleeding. Great write. Feels almost like it could be a song as well.

Posted 7 Years Ago

Love the imagery!

Posted 7 Years Ago

Very nice.. our one little cell has grown and continues to grow. but into what?

Posted 7 Years Ago

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Added on February 3, 2010
Last Updated on May 7, 2012
Tags: mystic, erie, darkness


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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