Loaded

Loaded

A Poem by Chris Shaw
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(A response to a poetry contact who said he was about to shoot himself after reading one of my sonnets)

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My autumn sonnet far too dark,
it drove another to despair.
He took a loaded gun, thought twice
but still he scorched his aging hair.
The final couplet changed his mind,
he saw it in redeeming light.
Good job his aim was out of sorts
or else his future, black as night.

Oh Skumpy, lemme tell you this,
October always leaves me cold.
I much prefer the summer sun
cast wide its net of burning gold.
And as for those who've left this plane
my losses don't decrease with time,
so when they surface in my thoughts
I give them grace, allow their climb.

We differ sir, I will not change.
On this we clearly should agree.
Perhaps I need to warn you first
of when I post my poetry.
A red alert will come your way
so you can put your gun away.

© 2018 Chris Shaw


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I guess we all take sonnets as differently as we take autumn Chris, but this did make me smile, that I have given myself time off from my break to comment.
I have only been threatened with the seventh circle of hell (for blasphemy), but to compel suicide is impressive.
If their tongue wasnt firmly in cheek with their comment, then maybe they should consider what they are bringing to the gene pool party. :)

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Hello Lorry. I really appreciate you taking time out from your break. Yep this poor geezer, couldn't.. read more



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This was funny and scary at the same time. Again your expertise with words brings the situation much to life. Are there people in the world who would want to shoot themselves over poetry? Don't they know only cats have nine lives ?(scratches head). Enjoyed this poem a lot.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Thank you Dhara. He was jesting of course. He just couldn't deal with my melancholic poetry that day.. read more
Dhara_Ditzy Kat

6 Years Ago

Ok...then it’s fine. As long as everyone lives:)
I really like the easiness with which your words flow and form clarity in the most non-abstract way.
I'm inspired by this. This poem has so much to offer without being eccentric and condescending.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Many thanks Suhd and welcome to my page. I appreciate your visit and you response. Thank you.
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His remarks I must add were very much tongue in cheek. He was playing.

Posted 6 Years Ago


I am safe. The guns are locked-up and far away. Poetry that lead to suicide. hard and scary stuff. Always a pleasure to read your work dear Chris.
Coyote

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Thank you Coyote, he was of course kidding, but others might not be.

Chris
I guess we all take sonnets as differently as we take autumn Chris, but this did make me smile, that I have given myself time off from my break to comment.
I have only been threatened with the seventh circle of hell (for blasphemy), but to compel suicide is impressive.
If their tongue wasnt firmly in cheek with their comment, then maybe they should consider what they are bringing to the gene pool party. :)

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

Hello Lorry. I really appreciate you taking time out from your break. Yep this poor geezer, couldn't.. read more

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