Debbie Duncan Poet Free verse

Down In the Valley

Down in the ground where the dead men go.
I know there's a place way down below.

Down in the valley is where everyone goes.
I have a place there, sometimes I like to go.

Come as you are, take a little rest with me.
Into the darkness we go, time out of mind.

You are one with the dust now.
A fragment of what you and I left behind.

Down, down, down, into the darkness.
Gentle you must go, the beautiful, and tender.

I heard the owl call my name.
Just before the darkness came.    

He dropped his eyes with the bright sunshine.
And the medications didn't help any, as he read
between the lines.

Only yesterday you came to me, to release me 
From this dark, damp place, I seen it in your eyes.
 
Only then I will fly off into the light !


4/ 26/ 2013

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Karl Marszalowicz July 24, 2013 at 9:17 AM this is a good start maybe write a part two? About the light side? Debbie Duncan July 24, 2013 at 11:53 AM Thank you karl ;}

Andrea Dietrich July 8, 2013 at 7:17 AM Debbie, this is so unusual, and I really like it. The contrast of under the ground and then flying off at the end.For me it means the spirit living on, vs. the body. but maybe you meant something else? Very enjoyable to read. Debbie Duncan July 8, 2013 at 12:18 PM Thank you Andrea ;}

Don Johnson June 17, 2013 at 5:30 PM the light do beckon in the night, spring up sweet babe cos its alright, want ya happy yet we might, come spring away from darkness, right.... Debbie Duncan June 17, 2013 at 6:32 PM What ????

Dan Kearley June 15, 2013 at 2:29 PM Very nice Debbie, It reminded me of that song "Down in the valley" when I read the title. But then the heart & soul really come out of it as you read. Love it! :o) Debbie Duncan June 16, 2013 at 12:57 AM Thank you Dan ;}

Timothy Hicks June 11, 2013 at 11:00 AM Very unique poem. I liked how indirectly it was written... sort of meandering around, leaving the reader's mind to make the rest of the connections. Makes me curious at but what kinda of medical problems that affected you two... insomnia, amnesia. Good stuff, my friend! Debbie Duncan June 12, 2013 at 12:57 PM Thank you Tim ;}

Sara Kendrick June 10, 2013 at 2:00 PM Interesting work about a topic that most people don't want to talk about..Thanks for the visit by my work..Sara Debbie Duncan June 12, 2013 at 12:56 PM Thank you Sara ;}

Cathy Moore June 10, 2013 at 4:19 AM Debbie, what a delight to read Debbie Duncan June 10, 2013 at 2:09 PM Thank you ;}

Poet Destroyer A June 9, 2013 at 6:50 PM Hello Debbie, a wonderful poem... much peace at the end...Linda Debbie Duncan June 9, 2013 at 8:34 PM Thank you ;}

Phyllis Babcock June 8, 2013 at 10:11 AM A little darkness in this gripping poem. You had me thinking of death and sadness. A gem of a poem you have penned. love phyl Debbie Duncan June 9, 2013 at 8:47 PM Thank you Phyl ;}

Donna Jones June 7, 2013 at 8:47 PM Yes Debbie ..we all go there from time to time...just make sure you don't stay too long....too long the owl will see!!!! Love this gripping use of the ol' owl thing.....be well friend... Debbie Duncan June 9, 2013 at 10:09 PM Thank you Donna ;}

Tim Ryerson June 7, 2013 at 2:16 PM Haunting and beautiful...You took me right along with you...Great piece of work, Debbie - Tim Debbie Duncan June 9, 2013 at 8:42 PM Thank you Tim ;}

Poet Tacito June 7, 2013 at 8:04 AM Gripping lines here. This setting in this piece had me hooked. Excellent work! Debbie Duncan June 7, 2013 at 12:17 PM Thank you ;}

Anne-Lise Andresen June 7, 2013 at 7:04 AM - Oh ... Debbie, so melancholy and beautiful!! - Have a relaxed weekend. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :) Debbie Duncan June 7, 2013 at 12:18 PM Thank you Anne ;}xo's

Duke Beaufort June 7, 2013 at 4:11 AM Debby, you have a very tender side which is here all exposed. This is a very nice way to deal with loss. Your poems are deep and have staying power. Like to think about them. BTW, I should have said it's the bodies and not the suits. What a joke. I would be embarrassed to buy that thing. Debbie Duncan June 9, 2013 at 6:39 PM Thank you Duke ;}