Poetry Forum Areas

Introduce Yourself

New to PoetrySoup? Introduce yourself here. Tell us something about yourself.

Looking for a Poem

Can't find a poem you've read before? Looking for a poem for a special person or an occasion? Ask other member for help.

Writing Poetry

Ways to improve your poetry. Post your techniques, tips, and creative ideas how to write better.

High Critique

For poets who want unrestricted constructive criticism. This is NOT a vanity workshop. If you do not want your poem seriously critiqued, do not post here. Constructive criticism only. PLEASE Only Post One Poem a Day!!!

How do I...?

Ask PoetrySoup Members how to do something or find something on PoetrySoup.

You have an ad blocker! We understand, but...

PoetrySoup is a small privately owned website. Our means of support comes from advertising revenue. We want to keep PoetrySoup alive, make it better, and keep it free. Please support us by disabling your ad blocker on PoetrySoup. See how to enable ads while keeping your ad blocker active. Also, did you know you can become a PoetrySoup Lifetime Premium Member and block ads forever...while getting many more great features. Take a look! Thank you!
Get Your Premium Membership

Read Poems by Mark Anthony Netto

Mark Anthony Netto Avatar  Send Soup Mail  Block poet from commenting on your poetry

Below are poems written by poet Mark Anthony Netto. Click the Next or Previous links below the poem to navigate between poems. Remember, Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth. Thank you.

List of ALL Mark Anthony Netto poems

Best Mark Anthony Netto Poems

+ Follow Poet

The poem(s) are below...


Night with the Living Dead

Wounded in battle from a long drawn fight;
Took refuge, late in the night, in a small burial ground;

Hungry and thirsty with no place to hide, fell asleep, in the dark of the night;

Woke to a sudden chilly breeze blow, that sent shivers and tremors right through my  my spine;

The rustle and tussle of dry twigs and leaves, kept my eyes open with gleaming tears;

Shadows of darkness from big grumbling trees, felt like mammoths coming right at me;
Whisper in whispers from creatures around, felt like the world was angry with me.

Grumbling & scrambling with my two feet, hoped to catch a light in the dark.

Cris, crossing crosses, showed me a sign, only to quickly disappear again;

Huge was expansion, fighting direction seemed like an ocean filled with commotion,
in such proportion, that losing my quotient was simply a notion trying to flee from darkness & thee;

Slammed in the body by an ivory post that struck like a hand, from a man standing in silvery sand;
Fell to the ground with absolute sound that none could hear in such a town;

Woke the next morning shaking my ache, only to see voices awake;
Asking me questions that I could not take;
Managed to fumble and stumble away to a fresh start on happiness day

Copyright © Mark Anthony Netto | Year Posted 2013


Post Comments

Please Login to post a comment

  1. Date: 2/20/2016 1:54:00 PM

    mark, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry. LOVE LINDA
  1. Date: 12/20/2015 2:04:00 PM

    MARK, stopped by to enjoy some of the best poems and poets of 2010 - 1015 :) Hope you are well enjoying what is left of 2015. Sending an early Christmas Message with Hugs. May you have a blessed Christmas and a happy New Year. Good luck in all you do during 2016. ~SKAT LOVE~