Silent City - Part 3

Continued from Part 2

Beyond the suburbs, farmers’ fields (where donkeys often brayed)
inhale gray gusts of barren dust where living seed once laid
and in the haze a scarecrow sways, impaled upon a spade.

Green trees gone dark in palace parks (where kids once paused to play),
watch lifeless things on phantom swings (like statues made of clay)
guard marbled tombs in graveyards groomed for grievers bent to pray.

And castle clocks, unwound, defrock with speechless spinning spokes,
unfurling blight of reigning Night by sweeping off her cloaks,
and flaunting dun oblivion, her Baroness evokes.

The sun-bleached bones of those who'd flown lie scattered down the lanes
while other souls who’d hid in holes left bones with yellow stains
of plaintive tears (shed insincere, for no one felt the pains).

The wraiths that scream in sleepless dreams have ceased to terrify
though terrors wrought by conscience fraught now stalk and lurk nearby
within the shrouds of curtained clouds, frail fabrics on the sky.

And fog no longer seeps beyond the edge of doom’s café,
for when she trails her mourning veils, she fills the cabaret
with sallow smears of misty tears in sheets of shallow gray.

The City’s still, like hollowed quill with ravished feathered vane,
baptized in floods of spattered blood, once flowing through a vein.
The fruits of life, destroyed in strife... ’twas truly all in vain.


No umbras hum with jagged tongues nor sing a silent psalm
nor lade pale lips with languid quips to pierce the deathly calm – 
they've seen, you see, life’s brevity, beneath a neutron bomb.


EPILOGUE

Beyond the Silent City’s walls, the victors laugh and play
while celebrating PEACE ON EARTH, the devil’s sobriquet
for neutron radiation death in places far away. 

End
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Michael Ikechukwu Avatar
September 2, 2013 at 12:31 AM
Enchanting...love the epilogue the most.
Wesley Avatar
July 12, 2013 at 2:42 PM
Exciting, frightening and all to true in so many ways. Your descrition of "Nertron bomb was a mind bender. Amazing write Terry, you outdo yourself every time! Love, Lizzie
Atry Avatar
January 1, 2013 at 5:39 PM
A decadent melange of words and painterly illusions. Your landscape is beautiful and frightening. An excellent poem and prophetic vision of the future (tomorrow?)
Collins Avatar
December 8, 2012 at 7:03 AM
Oh no! It is the end of your trilogy in so many ways. Written like a boxer feinting in and out until the final blow. You are the man!!!!!!! hugs, Kathy
Horne Avatar
December 2, 2012 at 10:48 AM
awesome write, my friend - I loved all three parts and some great word play : )
Kendrick Avatar
December 2, 2012 at 6:26 AM
Does anyone win in nuclear bombs and disaster?...Great emotive and expressive work...I am glad that I chose this one to read today..Thanks for stopping by..Sara
Campi Avatar
December 2, 2012 at 12:06 AM
I read this and said, WOW! Thanks for posting
Horsman Avatar
December 1, 2012 at 8:11 AM
amazing Terry, in fact stunning.. and the Epilogue is a fitting end to the poem...
Cavanaugh Avatar
November 30, 2012 at 11:45 AM
Excellent ending. What a great summation "beneath a neutron bomb" And the Epilogue was to die for. Love all three parts. Great write!
Nickle Read Avatar
November 29, 2012 at 1:59 PM
It is a terrible thing for me as a writter when I find myself lost for words. I have read all three parts of this.....Masterpiece!, quite a few times, but words to explain how I feel seem superfluous at best. I've always thought poems like this need to be written. Great great write. David.
Mac Donald Avatar
November 27, 2012 at 6:53 PM
Engages the mind with perfect rhyme and cadence, Terry. Makes me want a hug..LOL Best wishes, Mikki
Lamoureux Avatar
November 27, 2012 at 3:25 PM
You have left me breathless, I was fully engaged through all three installments. You should be very proud of this series. Standing ovation my friend!
Kearley Avatar
November 27, 2012 at 12:51 PM
A beautiful write for such a dark topic.May your pen keep dancing among the pages of life.Forevermore...Forevermore. :o)
Campi Avatar
November 27, 2012 at 1:18 AM
This was a fantastic write!! Take care kind sir, take care.
Guzzi Avatar
November 26, 2012 at 2:15 PM
One hell of a write! Light & Love
Williams Avatar
November 26, 2012 at 4:45 AM
Terry I have read all of your tryptych and I have to say it is just great, held the reader all the way, well done...David
Jerden Avatar
November 26, 2012 at 4:39 AM
Love the erudite terminology! Great selection of unusual word pairings. Excellent rhyming and meter, too. Rather chilling topic.
Benson Avatar
November 26, 2012 at 3:52 AM
Interesting read, keep writing!
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