James Fraser Poet Couplet

My Daughter Reborn

I remember the day my daughter was born
Like she had been here before, but now reborn

Through the terrible two's she behaved like the rest
When she came to mingle she had a different zest

She spoke so young and observed all around her
She would talk to herself in private confer

Then along came school with it's different surrounds
She became more outgoing as if on common grounds

Her early teens came she was like a stranger to us
She would recite ancients scripts and bring us to cuss

Feelings I felt having never known her at all
But the day I followed her, scrawling on the church walls

I see her scribing,  ancient symbols and satanic verses
As she turns to me with Latin curses

She looks at me her eyes black that were green
Your no father to me my real fathers to be seen

My daughter my princess she falls to her knees
Her back rips open she smiles as if appeased

A black fluid appears, next a bulging mass
Dark wings unfold as I stare and gasp

She turns towards me again I can see pain in her eyes
Her eyes are now green and theirs tears in her cries

Daylight is now darkness, dancing shadows on walls
Black winged angels ringing humanities death knoll

Where my daughter is kneeling buildings are collapsing
The arrival, her father, as his black winged angels sing

I run to my daughter, masonry falls all around
As we collapse together on natures hallowed ground

She was never his daughter although she had been here before
For her eyes turned from black, because she loved me even more

We lie bloodied and bruised on natures battered floor
What happens when were gone, we have gone before






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Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser October 10, 2014 at 9:08 AM indeed scary.. dark and deep.. !!! far different from mine.. :D! mr james.. :P James Fraser October 10, 2014 at 11:24 AM Thank you Olive. We must write a Dark Poem together :):P

Robert Lindley September 6, 2014 at 5:22 PM This fantasy write has so much in it my friend... A journey from a calm start to a very fantastic ending. And it all kept me reading , wanting more! Bravo! Giving THIS FINE ONE A 7... James Fraser September 6, 2014 at 6:08 PM The enjoyment I get from writing such pieces does indeed thrill me. Kinda scary at times, for even at work, if there's a transaction with 666 in it, I always get it. Just maybe, at the back of ones ear, it reads 666, I'm the number of my beast, and these writes are to be!

Maurice Yvonne September 5, 2014 at 5:51 PM it is a relavent deep well crafted write. many of my pieces lay alone with not even one comment. usually they are the ones with the most views. on those i assume people did not want to be unkind. sometimes there are just no views i assume people just missed it. this is a great write and deserves critique. this is the hardest poetry to write because it is edgy. the challenge is keeping the beauty of poetry. this is excellent you did it all. James Fraser September 6, 2014 at 5:43 PM Maurice/Robert, I like to think of a title that's like a worm for a Fish, an attraction, a lure. Luckily, this I appear to do, of which even makes me smile. I thank you both ever so much for your educational comments, James :) :) James Fraser September 6, 2014 at 5:41 PM Big smiles Maurice reading your valued comments. A big thank you from I to you, James..... Robert Lindley September 6, 2014 at 5:19 PM Maurice, right you are edgy poetry is a very hard write. As to poems viewed but not commented on, sometimes it is just that reader is reading only, because time is the factor. Commenting if sincere takes so much extra time because one has to analyze the write, its method, rhyme, rhythm , clarity and many other factors. Trust me, I have plans to read more of your writes but time is the culprit that delays me. I saw Jame's poem the title struck me so here I came..

Tim Smith September 5, 2014 at 5:31 PM Incredible James...So rich with imagery..T Love where you brought this and how you brought it back...cheers Tim James Fraser September 6, 2014 at 4:57 PM Dark & fantasy poetry is my fav's Tim. I love where my mind goes on occasions, but also back to earth writes. Many thanks for all your encouraging words, very much appreciated, James :)

Jan Allison September 5, 2014 at 5:07 PM So deep dark and scary James the ending was so unexpected from how i imagined the poem was going to end. Great descriptive write:-) Hugs Jan xx Jan Allison September 5, 2014 at 5:19 PM When my life is more settled I too will find another site to post where you HAVE to actively comment or you cant post poems of your own - will remain here but not bother with my PM:-) Hugs Jan xx James Fraser September 5, 2014 at 5:15 PM Blimey, how am I going to thank all these positive words. For when these poems were written, no comments to be heard. Maybe this is a site, that I need to leave, and allow my future to be read and my write to simply breathe! - Chowa, James xxxx