Richard Lamoureux Poet Narrative

Beyond the Cracks

Place parsed pennies, purposely upon pretty porcelain palms.
The wanderer, restrained her raised ranting wrists!
She fell to her Humpty Dumpty position,
unable to ever be put back together again...
Each of us witnessed her fall,
yet we failed to gather those colourful leaves.
I believe we could have laid them at the base of her wall.

She sees the trees as he increases her diseases.
Deepening predatory penetrations as he pleases!
Cracking, fracking, hating, taking, and breaking.
Bringing about disappearing, as pain stains, her shamed awakening!
If we could have, would we have, mournfully watched?
Or instead, would we have held her wrists,
pulled at reddened panties, excruciated  her sufferings?
Instead, we placated horrific tugged observations, 
waited, pretended to see nothing,
drank our mocha-chino from starry cups!
we sat and licked our lips to the calming sound of muzak,
preferring voyeuristic aristocracy.


Oh how she cursed his kissing and biting,
the sucking of her  Texan black gold!
All the while he praised her caged loins,
filling a billion barrels with her oil...
Until the time her flame set fire to his cursed wanting!
Until she summoned the winds from the east.
It was time to birth the spawn of his treachery.
Lava poured forth from mountainous risings!
He must suckle upon her displeasure,
until like creosol, his noxious presence, 
combines with his own wasted wood.
Thus preserving his monumental failures,
encasing them within layers of his strangled death!

A voice called out from the West, "Where is the foolish man?
Who is left to sing about his great accomplishments?
His peculiar monuments have been laid to waste,
not a single brick remains in it's place." 
No one is left to excavate the woeful forgotten.
She "Mother" seeps into the soil to reclaim his blood,
her womb is once again fertile.
She asks "Do we wish to begin again?"
The start of a great pause stings her ears!
She looks and understands,
 "It is no longer good.”

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Nora Gibson January 19, 2020 at 5:28 PM read it three times. I love you use of metaphors. Great... Richard Lamoureux January 19, 2020 at 5:33 PM Thanks Nora. ;0)

J.R. Wren-Ingalls January 19, 2020 at 2:56 PM This was filled with powerful technique, from the use of personification to the very title, but the alliterations keep me reading and not only glue me to the meter, but the imagery, and then at the end, the message! Congratulations on a great poem, Rick! Richard Lamoureux January 19, 2020 at 3:15 PM Thanks again J.R. I appreciate you taking so much time to read through some of my poems. ;0)

John Hamilton December 31, 2019 at 8:46 AM Great awareness Rick, thanks for the enlightenment, fracking...I heard about a town where the water was contaminated with methane I believe, the news report showed how the tap water could be burned...so many stories of greed makes me sick, I'm sure the Creator is too! Richard Lamoureux December 31, 2019 at 9:01 AM Thanks John, I appreciate the visit.

Caren Krutsinger December 26, 2019 at 2:20 AM I am dazzled by your metaphoric imagery. What a write! What a ride. Until I saw Texas I thought volcano. Now I am thinking of wildcatters and oil wells. What a ride! Richard Lamoureux December 31, 2019 at 9:02 AM Thanks Caren, sorry I missed this comment.

Constance La France December 24, 2019 at 11:16 AM Richard, wow, your write is quite wonderful..you took me on a ride with your words ! Richard Lamoureux December 25, 2019 at 9:17 AM Thanks Constance. So nice to have you visit. Blessings Rick.

Charles Messina December 24, 2019 at 8:37 AM Excellent write, Rick. Happy Holidays to you and your family. All the best.. Charlie Richard Lamoureux December 25, 2019 at 9:17 AM You as well Charles.

Silent One December 22, 2019 at 8:49 AM Powerful words and analogy... Many fall like Humpty Dumpty and can't be put together again. Richard Lamoureux December 22, 2019 at 12:45 PM Thanks Silent. ;0)

Geoffrey Brewer December 21, 2019 at 1:31 PM Powerful but disturbing and gloomy writing, Richard. I hope it may yet prove that mankind can privide blessings, not only curses. Richard Lamoureux December 22, 2019 at 12:45 PM Thanks Geoffrey.

Alexis Y. December 20, 2019 at 9:45 AM - So this poem is about how mankind ruined the earth?!As I said in my previous comment. Expectional writing my friend. Your ink doesn't disappoint. Have a great weekend. Happy Holidays to you and your family and friends:-) Alexis Richard Lamoureux December 20, 2019 at 2:24 PM Yes it can be seen in both ways. The masculine has always devoured the feminine. Both lead to our mutual destruction. Thanks for such a poignant response. Blessings Rick.

Alexis Y. December 20, 2019 at 9:41 AM WoW! Richard, This is such a deep and thought provoking poem. I found this well written piece mind boggling as well ( in a good) . Where must I begin, I thought it was abused woman that was raped repeatedly . Perhaps strangled by her abused. I know I'm in left field . Nevertheless, expectional write. Maybe you will tell me where you going with this write. Off to read it again:-) Alexis

Harry Horsman December 18, 2019 at 9:07 AM Where does one start?, The human Race, Religion, the 1980's, the dismantling of common sense. Or the amazing poetry of Richard Lamoureux, i'll stick with the poetry, they will always be a subject to write of... Richard Lamoureux December 20, 2019 at 2:25 PM You are kind Harry. I always appreciate your visits.

Brenda Chiri December 15, 2019 at 7:51 AM Cleverly written Rick!;) Richard Lamoureux December 16, 2019 at 8:49 AM Thanks a Brenda.:0)

David Mchattie December 13, 2019 at 12:25 PM Mother nature is a beast. It is best not to incur her wrath. But I have faith we will get it right eventually. Wonderful piece. Have a great day my friend. Richard Lamoureux December 13, 2019 at 4:27 PM I don’t think we will get it right. In the end I believe God has everything under control. Still we have free will which has made us believe we occupy the driver’s seat.

Vladislav Raven December 11, 2019 at 9:01 PM Hi Richard, another deep and powerful write flows from your golden pen. Is it not strange that we were given the wonders of this world to care for and yet we come to destroy. This is an exceptional write, Richard. This write touches so deeply my friend. Have we, the caretakers of this world, let things go too far. This is to be seen. Excellent work. A definite fave. Have a wonderful Thursday. Blessings....Mike. Richard Lamoureux December 13, 2019 at 4:22 PM Thanks my friend.;0)

Freddie Robinson Jr. December 11, 2019 at 11:10 AM A poetic Masterpiece fashioned by a master wordsmith! Your ink muse always amaze, R. 'Reux. Literary spellbinding from end to beginning. A golden fave to silver savor, dear friend! Love and best wishes for the holidays. Richard Lamoureux December 11, 2019 at 11:21 AM Much appreciated Freddie. Blessings to you and those you encounter over the holidays.

Demetrios Trifiatis December 11, 2019 at 8:07 AM Powerful beautiful and profound writing dear Richard that uplifts ones heart and soul! Excellent my friend! Richard Lamoureux December 11, 2019 at 8:37 AM Thanks Demetrios, much appreciated. ;0)

Tania Kitchin December 11, 2019 at 4:40 AM Wow, what a powerful write Rick, excellently penned!! Richard Lamoureux December 11, 2019 at 8:38 AM Thanks Tania. Hugs Rick.

Jeff Connelly December 10, 2019 at 9:24 PM Richard, truly the start of a great pause. And so I pause before I say... This poem is greater than great Richard. EPIC!!! So many combinations of certain words that project fantastic images in my mind. I tend to always think visually, and this poem paints quite a picture. But on the second read, I believe I wrote you that I always read at least once out loud; and the cathedral bells chime when read aloud. Gerard Manly Hopkins is wishing in his grave that he wrote these words. Thank you so much! Richard Lamoureux December 11, 2019 at 9:34 AM Thanks for such a generous reaction. You made my morning Jeff.

Sandra Adams December 10, 2019 at 8:10 PM there is so much beauty around us but the foolish do not learn and keep destroying it...mother earth has every right to lash out...powerful, wonderful write Rick... love it... hugs Richard Lamoureux December 11, 2019 at 9:34 AM Thanks and a big hug back to you Sandra. :0)

Vijay Pandit December 10, 2019 at 4:04 PM I am so impressed by the intensity of your write, Richard. The foolish man has not learned--you delivered the message in fierce words. Kudos for fighting the cause. Richard Lamoureux December 10, 2019 at 6:41 PM Thanks Vijay for your generous response.

Na Na December 10, 2019 at 3:02 PM Hi Richard. Mother earth is like that commercial think is your brian this is your brian on drugs. an egg as the example. Great message. Thanks for sharing Richard Lamoureux December 10, 2019 at 6:41 PM My pleasure Gregory. ;0)

Darlene De Beaulieu December 10, 2019 at 2:54 PM Hello Richard Lamoureux, mother earth is always in conflict there is alsways a battle for life. have a nice day my friend. merry christmas.

Kurt Ravidas December 10, 2019 at 1:05 PM I tend to see this narrative as another prophecy from Richard) The black blood flowing in our veins will become the oil of the new world. Our knowledge will be lost, and newcomers will sigh over the sand-covered ruins of libraries. - Mom, what does "Beyond The Cracks" mean? - Unknown. The unencrypted language of the ancients. Richard Lamoureux December 10, 2019 at 1:12 PM The earth is the egg we are cracking . We can’t put her back together and in the process she will absorb us. Life will exist beyond us.

Ts Poetry December 10, 2019 at 11:45 AM Greed will always outweigh the good of mother Earth..so sad as it may be Richard Lamoureux December 10, 2019 at 1:00 PM Thanks TS.

Susan Woodrow December 10, 2019 at 11:38 AM wow! what an awesome write!! Yes, we cannot simply stand by and watch or as you say "preferring voyeuristic aristocracy" of her rape Sad reality but I love how you styled your poem from title to end :) Richard Lamoureux December 10, 2019 at 12:59 PM Thanks Susan. Hugs Rick.