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Allusions of Inspiration --Jacob Dexter Coffey-- To strive or slay-- question my thought, The sleep eternal-- 'tis which I fought// I trouble through the dual choice of tree, Decide in wood of yellow fall-- which path will be?// Tick-thud-in thought- a pain of mind, From the deed done- now sound will bind// Can think I not with rap-tap-tapping on the door?! Is it a caw and crow again once more!?// Out-out- brief challenge of the soul, The stupid stranger- heartless- fueled by coal// The trek through story of the fake, The triggers put all things at stake// Resist the trickery of Death and Man, For he will surely betray all he can// The riders- harbingers of apocalypse, The horsemen out the seal as open it rips// The untold portend of yet to happen, Dystopia of burning books and a futuristic den// Crimson capes and men of steel, Slinging spiders- super speed- mutants in a fantasy so real// Cameras watching with no privacy, We turn on ourselves in the future destined to be// The epic tale of bearing no sword against beast, Then celebrate with a bountiful feast// Directing death- divided district devolution, Dictatorship to demolish over-population or revolution// And swish and flick of age old oak, Concealing magicks from the eyes of mortal folk// The tragic tale of lovers true, Dream to die rather than unite house of red and blue// Burning bright in rotting night, Iron immortal eyes with symmetrical bite// A scarlet alpha letter to curse thy name, Illegitimate life and local negative fame// The sparkling thirst of blood in stone cold skin, The fight with fur borne beasts will not reach fin// A man of sonnets- from script to theatre talent flew, To dictation adding words-words-words two-thousand new// A women locked her mind and skill away with antisocial tone, Nameless arts with punctuation by dash and riddle unknown// Another woman wrote of girls and loves, But denied herself the gift of white dress and doves// A peaceful New Englander with flawless inks, A name of winter's harsh bite that sinks// The fiction scientist that will foretell, He said we all will be free only with the knell// The man of the grotesque and gore, Filling heads with horror and gruesome lore// The speakers and tellers and sharers of tale, Impression and inspire each time without fail//
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Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 9:55 AM UTC
Allusions of Inspiration.
Allusions of Inspiration --Jacob Dexter Coffey-- To strive or slay-- question my thought, The sleep eternal-- 'tis which I fought// I trouble through the dual choice of tree, Decide in wood of yellow fall-- which path will be?// Tick-thud-in thought- a pain of mind, From the deed done- now sound will bind// Can think I not with rap-tap-tapping on the door?! Is it a caw and crow again once more!?// Out-out- brief challenge of the soul, The stupid stranger- heartless- fueled by coal// The trek through story of the fake, The triggers put all things at stake// Resist the trickery of Death and Man, For he will surely betray all he can// The riders- harbingers of apocalypse, The horsemen out the seal as open it rips// The untold portend of yet to happen, Dystopia of burning books and a futuristic den// Crimson capes and men of steel, Slinging spiders- super speed- mutants in a fantasy so real// Cameras watching with no privacy, We turn on ourselves in the future destined to be// The epic tale of bearing no sword against beast, Then celebrate with a bountiful feast// Directing death- divided district devolution, Dictatorship to demolish over-population or revolution// And swish and flick of age old oak, Concealing magicks from the eyes of mortal folk// The tragic tale of lovers true, Dream to die rather than unite house of red and blue// Burning bright in rotting night, Iron immortal eyes with symmetrical bite// A scarlet alpha letter to curse thy name, Illegitimate life and local negative fame// The sparkling thirst of blood in stone cold skin, The fight with fur borne beasts will not reach fin// A man of sonnets- from script to theatre talent flew, To dictation adding words-words-words two-thousand new// A women locked her mind and skill away with antisocial tone, Nameless arts with punctuation by dash and riddle unknown// Another woman wrote of girls and loves, But denied herself the gift of white dress and doves// A peaceful New Englander with flawless inks, A name of winter's harsh bite that sinks// The fiction scientist that will foretell, He said we all will be free only with the knell// The man of the grotesque and gore, Filling heads with horror and gruesome lore// The speakers and tellers and sharers of tale, Impression and inspire each time without fail//
An ode to the many great influences and influencial works of brilliance. Enjoy. --Jacob Dexter Coffey
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Apr 10, 2014
Apr 10, 2014 at 9:55 AM UTC
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