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Materialize before my eyes: Amorphous clumps of clay In puddles of brown broth Walk around with empty mouths That house ravens of despair Silent stupidity and empty Sockets follow blindly A path hewn ages before They even existed in weary Acceptance of fate unavoidable. And I follow slowly; Crawl on elbows; Claw with hands that grab Mud as a last rope To pull me away from Emptiness shown on Their faces while they step over Me in strange indifference To continue their way My head rests on hands slick and silt with tears spilt for their mute life where words have no weight but what is put in one outpour of grief They say from darkest soil Lightest flowers grow Salty water sprinkles Where my knees touch My lips softly kiss Lovingly, in hope. *** March 11, 2017 Copyright © Darren White

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Leah Powell

Date: 3/20/2017 8:15:00 PM

I love this! It is so beautiful and meaningful. I LOVE IT SO MUCH!! Thank you for writing this poem.

Darren White
Date: 3/21/2017 12:54:00 AM

Venna, thank you so much! I am glad that it carries meaning for you :)

Sara Ella

Date: 3/12/2017 4:10:00 PM

Darren, there is so much to this poem that I keep coming back to it. You write so well that I keep finding more with each read. This reminds me of the lost children, children without voices. <3

Darren White
Date: 3/13/2017 1:08:00 AM

It's a theme in more of my poems, so yeah, it's recurring. <3

Anne-Marie Coreggia

Date: 3/12/2017 9:35:00 AM

Darren, I loved this deeply layered poem that treads through our empty world with lucid poetic thoughts.

Darren White
Date: 3/12/2017 10:02:00 AM

You've seen that well. It's a theme, these creatures, you'll find them in more of my poems. Thank you :)

Doug Vinson

Date: 3/11/2017 8:27:00 PM

Reminds me of "A Land of Mud and Golems," Darren . I guess, as they say, that hope springs eternal.

Darren White
Date: 3/11/2017 11:58:00 PM

YES! Doug, you nailed it, they belong together :)

Arthur Vaso

Date: 3/11/2017 6:22:00 PM

This is such beautiful poetry! Why there are rumors a genius actually wrote this!! :)

Darren White
Date: 3/11/2017 11:59:00 PM

I really don't know, thanks Art :)

Phillip Garcia

Date: 3/11/2017 2:20:00 PM

"A path hewn ages before They even existed in weary Acceptance of fate unavoidable" - wow. There's so much depth in this poem I feel like I barely scratched the surface in understanding. Brilliantly done, Sheriff. Sorry I missed happy Wednesday and festive Friday. I was bogged down in writing legal pleadings (poorly) - but I wanted to tell you that in a court document I wrote Wednesday I said "she conjures allegorically pedantic nonsense" which I believe counts as happy poetry :)

Darren White
Date: 3/11/2017 2:30:00 PM

It counts as happy poetry in my books yeah, we will have more happy Wednesdays where you will participate. We all have life that interferes. Sheriff approves :)

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 3/11/2017 10:40:00 AM

So many layers in this Darren..with an exceptional ending.

Darren White
Date: 3/11/2017 11:30:00 AM

Charmaine, thank you, not the darkest ending no :)

Tim Smith

Date: 3/11/2017 10:00:00 AM

This is so deep and dark with a glint of hope...one of your best...Arthur who?..lol...a favorite

Tim Smith
Date: 3/11/2017 10:35:00 AM

lol

Darren White
Date: 3/11/2017 10:33:00 AM

The name is Darren Vaso ;) Thanks Tim, also for the fave :)