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The Green and the Black

Child of floor and shackle mocks, a cooperation of physic-circumstance. A stalwart drag, stale wart brags. Dungeon, so damp, the bottom feeding vampires in vitro. Morph of mind sired, desire turn to sour mankind to think of self and do evil, festering the corpse alive. Still, no word on who the Father is. - But, we know.

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Ink Empress

Date: 3/13/2024 10:41:00 PM

Dear Jude, this is so very deep and profound, i love the way youv highlighted inner most demons and what floats beneath, and how so many remain oblivious while ofcourse the ones enlightened knows. We live in a world that is so selfish and do evil, turning everything sour, “ festering the corpse alive” so true! What a most brilliant writ this is. I truly enjoyed reading your well delivered verse that hits very strong, and speaks volume amidst the length of the poem. Youv nailed it.

Jude Herrick
Date: 3/13/2024 11:03:00 PM

Thank you, Ink Empress.

Daniel Henry Rodgers

Date: 3/13/2024 7:04:00 PM

Dear Jude, Your poem is a wonder exploration of the human condition, delving into the depths of despair and the struggle against inner demons. The imagery you’ve written is both haunting and evocative, drawing the reader into a world of darkness and introspection. The theme of identity, intertwined with notions of morality and existentialism, is captivating. I loved how your words linger, prompting reflection on the complexities of existence and the search for meaning amidst chaos. A very thought-provoking poem, Blessings, Daniel

Jude Herrick
Date: 3/13/2024 11:02:00 PM

Thank you, Daniel.