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Silent City - Part 1

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Silent City - Part 1

Deserted streets lie draped in dusk and yarns of yesterday, with silent sounds no longer heard (though having much to say) since teeming life, abundant once, surceased and slipped away. Against a sudden sullen burst (unleashing lashing waves that washed the Silent City clean with radiance that laves), neath soothing suds so soft and mild, the stony structure braves. Within the walls, whist buildings, tall... outside the City, dunes... they mime a soon forgotten tale, once written, carved in runes on broken skies, like halos hung, reflections of the moon’s. Though churches, mosques and synagogues abide without a bruise the City’s now a sepulcher for Christians, Muslims, Jews – Cathedrals, Temples, vacant now, enshrine their residues. A church’s Gothic ceilings guard the empty pews below, and blowing there above the bones, a maiden’s blue jabot. The Saints, in crypts and catacombs grace halos still aglow. Steel chapel chimes! The clapper rope (that tongue-tied confidante) won’t writhe to ring the carillons, alone and lean and gaunt – stray flocks of jute, like downy dregs, adorn the holy font. With footsteps in the church no more (apostates that profane), the echoes in the nave have gone, though chalice cups remain – instead of wine, stale liquid drops decaying back to rain. No face appears with jagged tongue to sing a silent psalm or paint pale lips with languid laughs to pierce the deathly calm – or pray for mercy, grace, reprieve, or beg lethean balm.
Continued in Part 2 YARNS: threads/tales SURCEASE: to come to an end LAVE: to bathe WHIST: hushed, silent, still RUNES: (mysterious, magical) characters/symbols of ancient alphabets JUTE: fiber used to make rope LETHEAN (pronounced “li-THEE-uhn”): inducing forgetfulness, oblivion

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  1. Date: 9/2/2013 12:21:00 AM
    Geez! Bless your talent oh God!

  1. Date: 7/12/2013 2:32:00 PM
    Master of esoteric rhyme; this seems to have wings that takes me to places I've sometime had to be. It washes over me like the waves that won't leave you alone. Beautiful and moving. Love, Lizzie

  1. Date: 12/8/2012 6:51:00 AM
    Dear Terry, a sepulcher for Christians, Muslims, Jews - What beauty wasted on eternal zealots. Your abandoned church bells ring loud with the warlords' yells and pitiful piety. On to 2. love, Kathy

  1. Date: 11/27/2012 6:30:00 PM
    Interesting write, Terry. Sounds like a sad and forelorn place that still has the faint essence grandeur. Kind of melancholy, sort of makes me sad. Yet still an amazing write! For me an emotional probe.:) Best wishes, Mikki

  1. Date: 11/27/2012 3:17:00 PM
    Exceptional piece, you have woven many intricate images together here.

  1. Date: 11/27/2012 12:37:00 PM
    Ha ha..love it! And the little discription at the bottom.Very nice.. :o)

  1. Date: 11/27/2012 11:31:00 AM
    Elizabeth has said so well in such few words what I feel for this poem of yours. Where I have only comment on the final part of the previous poem I must start commenting on each. Great work!

  1. Date: 11/27/2012 8:57:00 AM
    my goodness, this is very well crafted!! and to think you have two more parts!! I will come back to them when I have a lot of time to really study them out. VERY good work here.

  1. Date: 11/26/2012 10:45:00 AM
    here we go again, on a enchanted journey that you create Terry, see you again in part 2...

  1. Date: 11/26/2012 4:45:00 AM
    See part 3 comments. Just wanted to tell you that you might want to consider posting a multiple part poem in reverse order. That way, the parts will appear in the proper order when viewed. Cheers, Roy

  1. Date: 11/26/2012 4:21:00 AM
    My addiction gets stronger as I eat up these creations. It takes an amazing vocab to weave this kind of magic and I sure enjoy the trip! Love, Elizabeth