The call
Its monotonous call
Summoned us all,
From slumber we shall wake.
An unknown man
Had just rang
With news that we must take.
I sensed their grief,
Felt no relief
AS the message was retold;
The lights were bright,
With a blinding sight,
The ending left me cold.
He's gone, He's dead,
Go back to bed,
All the while my tears unshed.
NC
Submitted: June 21, 2007
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A very well done poem indeed. A poem about something we all know too well.
Sat, June 23rd, 2007 11:40pmwow! the almost bluntness of the words give have a really strong effect!
Thu, July 19th, 2007 1:14pmGood job on this one, reminds me of when my grandfather died. I'm sorry for your loss. ~JT~
Fri, September 7th, 2007 7:55pmFacebook Comments
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amateur01
wow, thats intense!! i really really love the structure and rhyming scheme you used!! 5 stars
Fri, June 22nd, 2007 2:27pmAuthor
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i tried to use a stlye where it was short and simple, which in a way added to my meaning. I had some intense emotions when i was writing this one.
Fri, June 22nd, 2007 7:59am