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Jolted by Twilight Poetry Contest
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11/07/2024

Jolted by twilight

Now aubade has gone 
and the day has spun its spun 
A jolt of twilight wakens
the nothingness to come 
No more rises or zeniths
no future for the sun 
only the shocking truth of knowing 
When life’s done it’s done
For death can never be destroyed or undone 
Hollowed out inside, oblivion’s rotten void 
Permanence beset with no upside 

But the twilight jolts again 
A curve appears across night’s end 
a qualm of uncertainty, another bend
If not the sun 
If not the son
None becomes more than the sum
A doubt has arisen through death’s prism
I feel… I feel…  
Damn I feel so close
Just like in life… I’m somewhere… almost!
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Empress Avatar
November 8, 2024 at 12:35 PM
Dear david, this is such a creative and deep poem that actually sent shivers down my spine! How powerful! And soul stirring especially “ When life’s done it’s done For death can never be destroyed or undone ” such an honest and raw poem and i love your wordplay too, which is so fitting for the poem. I also love “I feel… I feel… Damn I feel so close Just like in life… I’m somewhere… almost!” So deep! But every poem you write is truly deep! And makes me sit and think! Im sure will do well, best wishes for the contest~ sending you light always
Kavanagh  Avatar
November 8, 2024 at 1:12 PM
High praise Ink, the opening stanza is pretty raw and dark possibly one of the bleakest I’ve ever written, sorry about those shivers down your spine, there is a certain amount of menace in those lines, but hope is there in the second stanza, well in the form of doubt, and I do have doubts but am not intrinsically troubled by them, I’ll grab that light you send as always, and say cheers in return, cheers David
Anaya Avatar
November 8, 2024 at 12:04 PM
I'm jumping in here with... shades of Sartre? Camus? in first stanza, jolting me into a stark eventuality. Resuscitation comes in the second stanza, a wave of hope. Di11y will love this great contender! Cheers~ Anaya
Kavanagh  Avatar
November 10, 2024 at 11:59 PM
Thanks so much Anaya, I’m so delighted with the win in Dilly’s contest, cheers David
Anaya Avatar
November 10, 2024 at 12:36 PM
Congratulations on your win, David! i'm really happy you won 1st place!!
Kavanagh  Avatar
November 8, 2024 at 12:15 PM
Perhaps some shades of the great existentialist philosophers Anaya, although they would probably not be too happy with me offering a wave of hope, but truth is so long as there is a smidgen of doubt it can always be construed as hope, cheers David
Buhagiar Avatar
November 8, 2024 at 7:35 AM
You will always be somewhere, somehow.
Kavanagh  Avatar
November 8, 2024 at 10:39 AM
Even if only almost! Cheers David
Cunningham Avatar
November 7, 2024 at 10:28 PM
Quite a forboding verse David, any hopes we had have long gone, Death can never be destroyed, so true. Where do we go after this? I'm not in any hurry to find out. The world is very unstable at the moment and could shatter into millions of pieces. Enjoy your weekend, could be the last, yikes. Tom
Kavanagh  Avatar
November 8, 2024 at 1:32 AM
Morning Tom, Ah but hope there is, even if it’s in the guise of (doubt) after my second jolt of the twilight, the opening stanza is raw unadulterated death, so it’s understandable that the reader might not see what the second stanza is (almost) saying, cheers David
Tor Avatar
November 7, 2024 at 8:49 PM
Wow David. This one was filled with apprehension and doom. In this one your theme builds up and the terror builds in, in this Jolted by twilight creation of yours.You make me want to build a bomb shelter after reading this one David lol. Best of luck in your entry my friend...
Kavanagh  Avatar
November 8, 2024 at 1:24 AM
Heya Michael, the opening stanza in particular is dark and bleak, as indeed is death by its very nature, but that second stanza is a reminder of the unknown factor when doubt actually becomes interchangeable with hope, so hold off on the bomb shelter for now lol! Cheers David
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