Summer's Night

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A poem I wrote for L.A. I wanted to make it kind of depressing so my teacher wouldn't like it. But I hope you like it. I had to separate the stanzas with lines because the paragraphs wouldn't work. Just a heads up.

On a summer’s night all was still,
Except for a keening, piercing shrill
From far in the distance, across the land,
Over and under every valley and hill.

A cry of pain heard all around
Through the sky, below the ground
Disrupting peace that never was
But someday soon, will be found.
Now, a silence through the moors,
Nothing but heather coated floors,
That ceased their swaying at the sound,
The cry that echoed through the doors.

“What was that?” wondered the raven
And he perched on the windowsill.
The screech that penetrated all the walls,
the screech that was so shrill,
It ended now but not from free will.

The raven sang his song of death and stared through the glass
He sang it with all the class
And with the despair of a funeral mourner.
And the time, it did pass.

And to this day on the tombstone of a girl who lost an internal fight,
The raven perches and sings his song and never does take flight
‘Here lies a girl who couldn’t see the light in her life,
Who gave up and stabbed through her soul one summer’s night.’


Submitted: June 22, 2008

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craziantix

At first it seems to be just a poem about pain, but gradually you realise its actually a tirade against suicide ...atleast thats how I see it. I liked the transition. It is well-written of course.

Thu, June 26th, 2008 5:08am

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Thanks:)

Thu, June 26th, 2008 12:48am

Chello

like the flow of thoughts and the theme of the poem. keep it up. c",)

Mon, July 14th, 2008 2:09pm

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:) thank you very much!

Mon, July 14th, 2008 10:19am

Carolyn Lewis Poe

Great stuff! I usually don't like morbid poems but I took a likeing to this one for some reason...great work!

Fri, November 28th, 2008 6:19am

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thanks! :)

Thu, November 27th, 2008 10:31pm

Pratibha

depressing yet some ways uplifting..i guess when we see the truth, we kind of accept it and move on....right? and this is life

Sun, January 11th, 2009 9:51pm

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Yeppers. We need to accept what's what and even sometimes find solace in the things that once bothered us.

Thanks for reading:)

Sun, January 11th, 2009 4:42pm

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