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We Must Believe by ~tk-nvme:icontk-nvme:



When we learned what became of your great life
And what were the fruits of your selfless labor
We spat out our souls as vomit, stars in grief
For the lost heavens; how could He have slain so
Casually you? He tore your too-young wings
And you became as an insect in his court,
Made to crawl, breath to end, created to sink --
Notes on the sky call it His Plan. No!; He can't
Have intent to allow ingrate Lazarus
Rise from stone and have rest on Jesus' shoulder
While you remain gone... Yet we heard clock-laughs
Echo in your oak. Years pass, we recall but could
Your insides now speak with only wrinkles of useless dust?
Fearful then, so fearful I am, that you have forgotten us.
©2005-2009 ~tk-nvme
:icontk-nvme:

Author's Comments

This is a sonnet I wrote for my Poetry Seminar course.

I know I haven't really submitted anything lately. It's largely due to the fact that how I write is stepping away from any old style I had. I have to think about whether I even enjoy it -and if so- I have to polish it before I can really submit anything.

However, I am proud of this piece. And it's the three-year anniversary. (That's a weird way of saying it. Anniversary. Did he marry the afterlife?) So. Here it is.

Comments&Criticism Welcome.

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:iconzealivityfive:
i'm glad you wrote something again even if it was just for a class. i'm not going to try to even comment on the work because... well when it comes to commenting on poetry and prose... well i'm just not that good at it.

--
:: zealivityfive.com ::
:iconzedman:
I don't know what to say other than I really like it. My comments generally aren't very helpful, nor do they much express what I feel or how much I feel for the piece. I'm sorry.
I do think this is a great poem.

They never forget. Just as we never will either.

--
"WinD'OHs -- OS of Homer Simpson" -- Shane Semler
:iconinfrunitas:
I don't have the hardened level of understanding the depths in this piece. I've read it 3 times and 2 slow times but feel as though i could actually never do it justice.

However, i'm truly sorry for the loss. I find it fascinating how the beginning struggles relate to that of Jesus. Gorgeous piece that left me reading like my favorite chorus.

--
To twist one purest cause
Into an honest verse,
Itself, a call to angels.
The saddened lips of song that
Kiss away our innocence
From the vile mundane.
~justb
:iconsaracen-moor:
This is fantastic. The plethora of comparisons that I make as I read the words that you have written.

The form of the sonnet and the pentameter and rythym is good.

how could He have slain so
casually You
!![expletive deleted]!! goodness sake, what a line.

created to sink These words are so poignant, so meaningful. So heavy!

ingrate Lazarus Yeah - I know where you are going, but I have always loved Lazarus... It is beacause of him that Jesus was what he was. /humbleopinion

This is very good Lacey. This shows your wordsmithiness. I wonder at you, this is a good poem. It has good form, and even though the 'perceived' subject is not your norm, I can see you in this.

Good work

--
~livingpoetsociety*penpushers

Don't forget to be kind to strangers.
For some who have done this have entertained angels without realizing it.
:iconkneenay:
glad to see you writing again...have missed your wonderful talents

and it's never casual...just unimagineable to us why... :love:

--
Hobbes of Calvin and Hobbes:
I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each others dreams, we can be together all the time.
:iconjustb:
the last bit sounds like it would sound good coming out of Yoda's mouth. with his aging accent.

--
"I've taken enough walks alone
to know how real nothing is."
~dystopian-dream-girl

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