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jackmack
July 9th, 2010, 05:52 PM
I sat there watching by the strand
where winter plays its Atlantic bellows
for the living to cry to.

The lost of the lost
ambled in
grief palsied in jointed genuflection
carrying arrangements of cherished sentiment
to brighten the grave
that marked her last descent.

He lead in prayer
white stole on black surplice
the fathomless chasms
on collapsed faces followed.

Along the corpse road
death awaits
with a solitude
howling silence
eternally.

Gumby
July 9th, 2010, 06:13 PM
I like this one a lot. I had to look up the unfamiliar 'Dasein'. :) Which only enhanced the feeling this one gave me. Good job!

jackmack
July 9th, 2010, 07:09 PM
Thanks Gumby, glad you liked it.

Chesters Daughter
July 13th, 2010, 08:05 PM
You also got me Googling, thanks for teaching me something new. I was thoroughly moved by this piece because of your impeccable word choices. I'd quote them, but I would end up quoting just about the entire piece, and striking imagery. The only nits are the capitalization of with in the final stanza and the absence of punctuation after the final word of that stanza, although I think that may be intentional. Excellent work, Jack.

Best,
Lisa

jackmack
July 16th, 2010, 07:26 PM
Thanks lisa, glad you found it interesting, and thanks for pointing out mistakes i missed.

SilverMoon
July 17th, 2010, 10:01 AM
Jack, a wonderful "Atmosoheric" piece.

where winter plays its Atlantic bellows

The ending, corps road really "hit" me.

Along the corpse road
death awaits
with a solitude
howling silence
eternally.

I like your style! Excellent poem! Laurie

jackmack
July 17th, 2010, 07:13 PM
Thanks Laurie, yeah that last line was in my head for an age. Glad you liked the poem.