Richard H. Dunsany Poet Dramatic Monologue

A Second Fireless Room

Synthemesc candelabras ache hyacinth desire till woven floors
macabre phoenix grown on veiled crucible vines, dragonflies now
    inhabit counter-clocks I've forgotten seer dust ponders hewn salamandrine fire
as a wish to eradicate all a wish denies, You've lost your chance
well I've lost it in the mirror.

I slipped you a talking pill
    spearing sun vistas’ translucent din hails those darkest clotted wings
in Babel’s way, so get out of my way, into the waste or into the waves?
Night’s volcanic window-sill maze flattens—castaways untowards sine-greaves’ Latin.

I am Electricity—I laugh at thunder
bellowing at my helm, unaware
that electricity is a sound I share
my unseen body, your shadow, our mezzanine Jericho
shattering in the mirror, drear-dreaming diadem go ahead I’ve lost it, 
edelweiss that reads my mind the crimson oars shall never find 
nor color’s death: a smiling, stilled lake. 

    I slip on an unwritten will.

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Joel Thornton February 26, 2017 at 5:44 PM This is quite an impressive first impression for me. I really got pulled into this poem like quicksand. It enthralls and shatters every illusion it builds up with words that seem too engrossing to be language. The ideas primal and visceral, the structure sophisticated and intelligent by design. A true successful share. and a win against the status quo. BRAVO Richard H. Dunsany March 17, 2017 at 11:37 AM Thank you for the vivid feedback, Joel! It was a true joy to write this poem, as I'd never done anything like it before. I desired to twist norms as much as possible and achieve effects that were both disorienting, but highly intriguing and descriptive, too. I'm very glad that you enjoyed it so much.

Doug Vinson November 30, 2016 at 7:35 AM Hi Richard. Sweet! Richard H. Dunsany December 1, 2016 at 8:02 PM Ah, thank you for the high praise. This past year, poetry finally and truly appealed to me after taking a class of it, and I can only foresee my love for poetry growing--and hopefully, I will grow with that love, too. Doug Vinson November 30, 2016 at 8:49 PM You have a facile mind and both the love of and great use of language, Richard. Your poems show you to be quite an individual. Also - good job with the title. "A Second Fireless Room" - okay, that is interesting, intriguing, makes people want to check it out. Richard H. Dunsany November 30, 2016 at 6:09 PM Hey there, Doug, thank you, I'm glad it tickles your fancy. I decided to be brave and finally post here, lol--looking forward to getting around to others' works on this site.