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'Twas Naught His Night

Be there the bight of a November drain
turned off tattered ruffles blotted feign
a ledged I removed and tender earlobes
waif yonder spectral possession probes
cracked nut overture eighteenth twelve
emptied shells retiring indicative delve
drain feign earlobes probes twelve delve
the hour,

Penchant dragged scrape innard depth
souring blindly binds ruse lids breadth
spar sun astir, causation its wandering
scar bites of frost attend a clouded ring
constant errs my inner chambers abide
pivotal piques tricked darkening inside
depth breadth spar scar abide inside
the hour,

A vast plague of vulture flights accrues
a lowly sill contempt its stay construes
awake dreamt feverishly reposed body
quake aloof save I some valued nobody
unsorted escort disembodied but feats
wonder maroon beheld tethering beats
accrues construes awake quake feats beats
the hour,

Therefore I'd wallowed jousting to free
of peals of laughter trifle trailing spree
feeble villagers thoughtless each share
of riddled backside amidst tabled stare
and counters gossip whispers consume
be their claim graphic God they assume
free spree share stare consume assume
the hour,

Remains of a last supper disrobed hang
amidst bunker migrating seasons pang
yond trained reflect stories trail facials
a negging crowded calls milds a rituals
saved I a memoir cloistered singularity
paved upon silken weaves a familiarity
hang pang facials rituals saved paved
the hour,

Bewitched canons riddled yon the altar 
stacking of hymnals liberates Gibraltar
of liquefied gift cascading gratification
love stain pigments of my imagination
hues meld a silencing orchestrate suite
enhance the loyal thunder ne'er retreat
altar Gibraltar of love suite retreat
the hour.

Copyright © Hilo Poet | Year Posted 2023

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Tom Woody Date: 12/4/2023 11:11:00 AM Thank you for this outstanding effort and for supporting the contest William Login to Reply Hilo Poet Date: 12/4/2023 11:26:00 AM Thank you, Tom. A 1st for me, I do trend...still, like beautiful Shelley to have mused Frankenstein, what's the odds. TC of your beautiful wife, Aloha, William

Silent One Date: 11/21/2023 1:55:00 PM You have done this so well... combined two very different styles and produced a perfect poem.. a great use of vocabulary and designed it so well.. Login to Reply Hilo Poet Date: 11/21/2023 10:11:00 PM A swamp of alliterations, Silent One, fulfills shared visions. Aspects transcribed as a differing quill accommodates. Necessitates even-handedness that consequently succeeds its purpose--hopes I. Your courtesies are overwhelming, my friend. TC and Aloha, William

Sam Kauffman Date: 11/21/2023 12:47:00 PM Well done, my friend! You have captured the language and the darkness of each poet in rich and eloquent images! Very creative formatting - extremely hard to do but from you it looks easy! This is intricately designed for maximum impact! Best wishes for the contest! Blessings! Login to Reply Hilo Poet Date: 11/21/2023 10:42:00 PM I am blessed by your words, Sam. The mirror reflects evenly on the attempt to address the sponsors' intentions. Its delivery was challenging for my interpretations must convey a differing of authors, as well as their styles hence, my intro into the mixology that flavors the poem. Again, you honor me more in every one of your commentaries, ko'u hoa'aloha maika'i, Mahalo, William

Vijay Pandit Date: 11/20/2023 4:16:00 PM Very clever write my friend. I see how you took the ending words of lines to weave into the ending line of every stanza. I feel the tenor of Poe and style of Plath--a difficult write, you executed well with the repeating sound of "the hour." Login to Reply Hilo Poet Date: 11/20/2023 4:54:00 PM Ahh, Poe enjoyed to end his write of it, evermore. Alas, Vijay, manipulation forced the usage of some forward lines to replace their ending lines that was of some length. I am forever indebted to your ceaseless kindness, my friend, Aloha, William