Haunted your work is always quite thought provoking. Well done again chickie...
Haunted your work is always quite thought provoking. Well done again chickie...
Hey Haunted
Im seeing a close up shot of a syringe and the blood pouring back in, creating a bloody morphine sunset. A Haunted sunset. Your words painted it in my minds eye. In fact im having problems getting it to fade . Beautifully done, Haunted.
Thanks Mary!
Jerry, I like your line better, "bloody morphine sunset". You are good!
"But do you really, seriously, Major Scobie," Dr. Sykes asked, "believe in hell?"
"In flames and torment?""Oh, yes, I do."
"That sort of hell wouldn't worry me," Fellowes said."Perhaps not quite that. They tell us it may be a permanent sense of loss."
"Perhaps you've never lost anything of importance," Scobie said.
Various images pop in to the mind, all of them moving! Keep it going! Oddly, it made me think of an old friend, dead now, who virtually survived on morphine, but still stayed positive, albeit a touch fiery. She was always known as The Welsh Dragon, because she was so sparky, but what a character!! Thanks.
Dafydd Manton, A Legend In His Own Lunchtime!! www.dafydd-manton.co.uk
My Work Has Been Spread Over Many Fields!
Dafy thanks for the encouragement. I'm trying to get back into writing, it's good therapy, just what I need right now.
Morphine is a double-edged sword. For the gravely ill, if given morphine they might never wake up. So use it wisely, unless one is a dragon, like your friend. My condolences.
"But do you really, seriously, Major Scobie," Dr. Sykes asked, "believe in hell?"
"In flames and torment?""Oh, yes, I do."
"That sort of hell wouldn't worry me," Fellowes said."Perhaps not quite that. They tell us it may be a permanent sense of loss."
"Perhaps you've never lost anything of importance," Scobie said.
Haunted
you have many dimensions as this whole thread shows. I like them all. No sychophancy. Just like what you write.
JB
yes Jerry, I confess, I'm multiple personality
"But do you really, seriously, Major Scobie," Dr. Sykes asked, "believe in hell?"
"In flames and torment?""Oh, yes, I do."
"That sort of hell wouldn't worry me," Fellowes said."Perhaps not quite that. They tell us it may be a permanent sense of loss."
"Perhaps you've never lost anything of importance," Scobie said.
penitentiary
the long slow deep
scratch marks
on the dilapidated wall
tell a story
on the ground
broken fingernails
lay as material witness
there’s no set schedule
for torture
the anticipation
is part of the torture
screams echo
in the empty cell
at times it’s only
in the head
outside
freedom awaits
in silence
there are
no visible scars
no feelings
nothing
it’s a different kind
of emptiness
so many times
I wake up not knowing
which side of the bars
I’m on
"But do you really, seriously, Major Scobie," Dr. Sykes asked, "believe in hell?"
"In flames and torment?""Oh, yes, I do."
"That sort of hell wouldn't worry me," Fellowes said."Perhaps not quite that. They tell us it may be a permanent sense of loss."
"Perhaps you've never lost anything of importance," Scobie said.
You my dear Haunted... I have no idea why you call these poems Trashy. They are all exceptionally good. But this one is better. This has now become one of my favourites. I love it. It's how most people feel, but deny. Well done again chickie.
this is really beautiful poem dearest,
i know the feeling.
but don't worry this world is illusion. the soul is real. truly
Mary, thanks for believing in my work! The trashiness will return, I promise.
Nik, I'd like to think that this reality is just an illusion. I'll always look to you for spiritual pureness.
"But do you really, seriously, Major Scobie," Dr. Sykes asked, "believe in hell?"
"In flames and torment?""Oh, yes, I do."
"That sort of hell wouldn't worry me," Fellowes said."Perhaps not quite that. They tell us it may be a permanent sense of loss."
"Perhaps you've never lost anything of importance," Scobie said.
Well if you are on the inside, you instruct not to be rescued. And as the haunted lady, bars are no barrier. particularly like the first three stanza's.
Jerry
(reality used to be a friend of mine) (PM dawn)
very observative Jerry... so, eh, what happened to your friend?
"But do you really, seriously, Major Scobie," Dr. Sykes asked, "believe in hell?"
"In flames and torment?""Oh, yes, I do."
"That sort of hell wouldn't worry me," Fellowes said."Perhaps not quite that. They tell us it may be a permanent sense of loss."
"Perhaps you've never lost anything of importance," Scobie said.
ask PM dawn
ahh I was going to ask too, what's PM dawn?
"But do you really, seriously, Major Scobie," Dr. Sykes asked, "believe in hell?"
"In flames and torment?""Oh, yes, I do."
"That sort of hell wouldn't worry me," Fellowes said."Perhaps not quite that. They tell us it may be a permanent sense of loss."
"Perhaps you've never lost anything of importance," Scobie said.