Poetheart Morgan

Rookie - 308 Points (05/23/1960 / Rio de Janeiro)

A quick stop at my grave!


in my eternal search
white face and deep eyes
but with inspirations ~ highs ~

I rest.....

stop the noise!
Hey, i am crumbling here!

the voices so loud
the walk of passers by

this shock me, hurts me
I can feel it in my guts

? ? ? ? ? ?
what guts?

i was a poet you know
but they put me there
in grounded

now i am just a skeleton
thin and perverse

until i get the most beautiful words
and put them in a new poem

but how?

stop the noise!
Hey, i am crumbling here


but damn, has no more respect! ! ! !


they remain talking
upon my grave
in My Graveyard!

Yes, i am a deadly soul!
ha, ha, ha
no one expected for that einh?

with vaporous torn dress
dancing around others graves
waiting for a word
to break up the enchantment

cursed by poor stanzas
that i heard and in a hidden place
i held it

So behold! ! ! ! !

i am angry again
and for a word i am searching for

just stop by my grave
no noises no scandals
just be brave
and one word
you must to say

thanks!

Submitted: Saturday, November 30, 2013
Edited: Saturday, November 30, 2013

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  • Rookie - 408 Points Anthony Burkett (1/30/2014 12:02:00 PM)

    Is it a muse? One strong enough to awaken your soul and bring you forth from the grave of the lost for words.

    Your pen is beautiful in its soul cry of remorse and pain. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 760 Points Musfiq Us Shaleheen (12/10/2013 10:49:00 PM)

    it feels me as if the poet moves through death.... after death and returns to earth again.
    unique writing style...
    liked it very much... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 18 Points Suman Kumar Das (12/7/2013 9:55:00 AM)

    Yes, i am a deadly soul!
    ha, ha, ha
    no one expected for that einh? ............. makes me spell-bound...................loved it (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 91 Points Robert Green (12/2/2013 4:55:00 PM)

    Thanks..................................................................................... (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 308 Points Poetheart Morgan (11/30/2013 9:06:00 PM)

    I sent to you a message so now allow me to laugh a lot! ! ! ! KAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKA
    And thank Poet yours comments are always welcome! ! !
    Laughing again! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 4,695 Points Bri Edwards (11/30/2013 6:42:00 PM)

    Hey, i am crumbling here! , , , , i loved this line (twice)

    ? ? ? ? ? ?
    what guts? ....this made me laugh, but i did NOT 'laugh MY guts out'; i think i heard some expression like that [laugh....guts out] when i was a kid.

    in grounded ...... how about grounded or in (the) ground? just some thoughts. :)

    i've never met a perverse skeleton i didn't like!

    i gave up trying to find a (free and easy-to-find) translation of einh. german. i heard a lot of germans went to brazil after or during ww2.

    i really like this story of a frustrated (and maybe-insomniac) dead poet. i think i saw a movie once/not twice entitled Dead Poets Society. shall i send an application to you?
    thanks Poetheart in earth again [your name REALLY fits here] for sharing. bri :) (Report) Reply

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