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waiting for knights to fall
by Laura Doomnight falls
heavily
a grotesque contusion
spreading fleshbound rumours
over severed sinews of reason
moonshine murmurs incontinent
casting slurs upon illicit vapours
fetid fruits of necrosynthesis
stars come out
from unmarked closets
well-rehearsed hallucinations
fertilise a field of visions
precious stoneground manna
a new consolation borne
dawn breaks the spell
wand-waiving killjoy
heads well up
eyes will roll
sun rises
yawns
stretches the truth
condescends a smile
earth turns
an unnatural shade of green
throwing up disasters
like there's no tomorrow
mother nature bites her tongue
bandages her savaged hand
lights up another poet
and waits for knights to fall
11/30/2005 Author's Note: and I wonder why I don't get party invites...
Posted on 11/30/2005
Copyright © 2025 Laura Doom
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 11/30/05 at 04:55 AM Laura...no, you're right, this is a kick. Good writing, love that final stanza. Cheers! P.S. you have a standing invitation. |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 11/30/05 at 06:35 AM WOW! I love this poem. Your easy-flowing way of creating a very believable [K]night on earth is stunning. Stunning. Keep them coming, Laura Doom! —Jill |
| Posted by Max Bouillet on 12/04/05 at 06:26 AM Lighting up poets... now that is an awesome way to end a verse. Flesh and nature mesh in words that travel from darkness to light... but we aren't sure if that is a good thing. Great read. :) |
| Posted by Rula Shin on 12/06/05 at 02:39 AM Ah! Alliteration, word plays, metaphors, brilliant meticulously crafted images that give personified celestial bodies such a fleshy three dimensional quality they swell out and almost touch us - coupled with words that I had to look up hahaha ;-) - You outdo yourself every time Laura. It’s the clever invocation of earthly drama’s frivolous shenanigans, playful mischief, bickering, and reluctant reconciliation injected into the personified dynamic interactions between “heavenly bodies” – well it’s a series of scenes fit for theater I tell you! A spectacular show of poetic intellect coupled with a witty propensity for verbal slight of hand. High marks all around. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 12/12/05 at 01:19 AM A series of kaleidoscopic scenes tumbling over themselves to land in the wry last stanza. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 01/04/08 at 01:09 PM Laura, in each stanza I find something in which to marvel and joy in, in this language which is uniquely your own. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 11/13/08 at 12:31 AM ...laura, everything everybody else said, harrumph...especially rula, she was specific which she always is... |
| Posted by Joan Serratelli on 03/22/09 at 01:08 PM I love this- light, but dark, and I liked the play onwords (Knight=night) wonderful images. Excellent read and write! |
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