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|    WillDockery to All    |
|    Re: Over and Over Again / A Poem by Rach    |
|    01 Jan 26 20:33:07    |
      From: noreply@pugleaf.net.invalid              roach4994gmail- wrote:       >       > Over and Over Again: The Night       > That Never Ended, Because God       > ..Never Remembered       >       >       > Propped, in a medical       > Bed, in a hanging       > Hospital gown, I am       > Watching...       > Freedom ringing, through all       > ..Ha'aretz towns       > for those first few       > Stragglers, Left behind       > in Gaza,       > now free.       >       > Riveted to the T.V….       > They emerge, individually...       > Thick...hot tears.       > Each falls       > prey to Gravity.       > Quite slowly...One by One,       > ..in Succession,       > these tears succumb,       > ..to its heavy pull.       > They are unusually Fat.       >       >       > I watch them fall.       > I am falling, too.       >       >       > SPLAT.       >       >       > They collapse.       >       >       > One, and then eventually       > ..the Others.       >       >       > One,       > By One.       >       >       > I am wearing viscous       > Black Paint, droppings       > Spilled...       > over all the thin       > white skin, Covering       > My naked collar bone.       >       >       > I am getting angry, again.       >       >       > Now my eyes are red:       > ..and they Sting.       >       >       > Was my brain bleeding...?       >       >       > Even my body burns.       >       >       > I’ve come to realize       > These eyes…       > are Aquifers. I am       > a conduit       > and, a collection well       > ..for an Artist.       >       > In Due Time, we have       > undergone       > ..some kind of Song:       > a unique form       > ..of Transfiguration.       >       > I hold My hands…       > ..and pray       > for rain, and the cool       > Morning Dew.       >       > Once again, I am no longer       > the I...I once knew.       > Yes I am still a Jew.       >       > Except I continue to wonder       > ..does crime pay?       > And is there anything, at all       > for us even to say?       >       > It is International       > Holocaust       > Memorial Day today       > but there is       > No-thing left...anymore       > to memorialize.       >       >       > Rachel Ben-Levi       > 2025       >       >       > ps note: the spacing on this can not be accurately reflected with what we       can do online as it has been originally designed. but it's the closest       approximation we could get. please excuse this deficiency.       >       > faithfully yours,       > -cheese              Happy New Year, 2026.              😏              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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