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A Poet's Apocolypse

After that moment a gray dust covers all
Invading the senses, casting a veil of despair
The prince of darkness will have his due
Oh cry ye fools, of this hell be you aware....

And what of the poets with blood on their pens
Huddled in dark corners, trying to understand
Making rhymes for only the night wind to read
In the end a homage of heart to a beloved land.....

Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2013

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Chris Boskovski Date: 8/24/2013 12:36:00 AM What a poem. So powerful and full of high sentence! The title is excellent and creative! The poem all together is a masterpiece! Sad and full of emotion, this poem deserves to be framed... Great write Barbara.... from your fellow poet and new fan... Christopher :) xoxo Login to Reply

Just That Archaic Poet Date: 8/22/2013 8:02:00 AM "Poets with blood on their pens"- excellent verse; very powerful. The title is also really cool. Kudos; enjoyed this piece very much :) Login to Reply

Carrie Richards Date: 8/21/2013 9:14:00 AM Wow.......this is so different for you, but I love the underlining theme..... it speaks with the plight of a poet who spills the heart, our "guts"........into the night wind....sometimes it comes from a place we didn't know existed....(if I read this correctly?) ps....thanks for the birthday wishes....however Catie had me mixed up with someone else.....I was so appreciative of the intent!!! Thanks Barb !! and yes...hooray for California girls !! Login to Reply