#sheol - Hello Poetry

Last Anthem by Michael R. Burch Where you have gone are the shadows falling... does memory pale like a fossil in shale ...do you not hear me calling? Where you have gone do the shadows lengthen... does memory wane with the absence of pain ...is silence at last your anthem? Keywords/Tags: elegy, eulogy, epitaph, death, grave, Sheol, shadows, silence, eternity, funeral, memory, memorial, tribute

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Mar 27, 2020

Mar 27, 2020 at 12:35 AM UTC

michael-r-burch

Last Anthem

Last Anthem by Michael R. Burch Where you have gone are the shadows falling... does memory pale like a fossil in shale ...do you not hear me calling? Where you have gone do the shadows lengthen... does memory wane with the absence of pain ...is silence at last your anthem? Keywords/Tags: elegy, eulogy, epitaph, death, grave, Sheol, shadows, silence, eternity, funeral, memory, memorial, tribute

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Disobedient in life Defiant in death From Sheol escaped On Earth to roam Rest for me the fearful wished But no peace to them Till my wrong avenged

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Nov 7, 2019

Nov 7, 2019 at 9:16 PM UTC

ylzm

Ghost

Disobedient in life Defiant in death From Sheol escaped On Earth to roam Rest for me the fearful wished But no peace to them Till my wrong avenged

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Spiral of fate foreseen A Vegas winning sure thing A journey to realms beyond Where those already gone Traveled before I With letters sent home still left unseen Wait, I'm not ready! Is there another? This train came too soon! Excuse me, I'll wait for the slow train! Can I exchange my ticket? For a later departure? Perhaps tomorrow? Of course tomorrow, Can never be! Round trip ticket please! I wish to not be gone long! I must return, otherwise, who will care for the wee ones! Wait, I still must pack! All my silver and gold Can I bring? Is First Class an option? A sleeper car? Bring any friends? My loved ones should meet me after reaching the end! Must I board, This train? An evil angel at the controls in the locomotive's cab steam billowing all around conductor in a ghastly robe bearing the cutting scythe leaning out the door shouting out to the platform crowd "All aboard!" "All aboard!" this train always runs on time and no one ever gets left behind except perhaps a few entering heaven alive first stop is Sh'eol all disembarking to wait then chugging on to the station with pearly gates those remaining aboard catching a glimpse then fast downhill all the way to the end of the line the last stop of Abaddon © 2017 Jim Davis

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Mar 17, 2017

Mar 17, 2017 at 10:00 AM UTC

jbdvet75

Twilight Zone

Spiral of fate foreseen A Vegas winning sure thing A journey to realms beyond Where those already gone Traveled before I With letters sent home still left unseen Wait, I'm not ready! Is there another? This train came too soon! Excuse me, I'll wait for the slow train! Can I exchange my ticket? For a later departure? Perhaps tomorrow? Of course tomorrow, Can never be! Round trip ticket please! I wish to not be gone long! I must return, otherwise, who will care for the wee ones! Wait, I still must pack! All my silver and gold Can I bring? Is First Class an option? A sleeper car? Bring any friends? My loved ones should meet me after reaching the end! Must I board, This train? An evil angel at the controls in the locomotive's cab steam billowing all around conductor in a ghastly robe bearing the cutting scythe leaning out the door shouting out to the platform crowd "All aboard!" "All aboard!" this train always runs on time and no one ever gets left behind except perhaps a few entering heaven alive first stop is Sh'eol all disembarking to wait then chugging on to the station with pearly gates those remaining aboard catching a glimpse then fast downhill all the way to the end of the line the last stop of Abaddon © 2017 Jim Davis

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How.. Do I reciprocate your efforts to delineate my weakness, when you, time and time again, pretend to arbitrate? Remember? December drove me deftly down destruction's path. The hours passed. Unfeeling recollection would sustain my wrath again.

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May 27, 2016

May 27, 2016 at 12:47 AM UTC

chess-perditus

Sheol

How.. Do I reciprocate your efforts to delineate my weakness, when you, time and time again, pretend to arbitrate? Remember? December drove me deftly down destruction's path. The hours passed. Unfeeling recollection would sustain my wrath again.

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i. In sheol, I lifted mine view atop me; wherein the cave was a dreary scene, fixture's and antique beam's screamed of the hopelessness in this sump. ii. A preternatural shimmer, bursted this chthonic picture; the demon's betwixt me and her hunched. Her brigandine of Filipino shine, yoked into mine synapse. iii. Mine carrion shook, into the nook's, she slipped me through sheol's crack's. The earth above, I was taken up to, seeing all, I felt a calm, from this seraphim of tribal awe. iv. She saidst " Brandon ive come, to giveth thee mine protection " I felt a rush of her touch; direct ressurection. I healed instantaneously, as mine soul finally found it's other half. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane nagley dedication/Filipino rose

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Sep 2, 2015

Sep 2, 2015 at 5:58 PM UTC

brandon-nagley

היא הצילה אותי, בשאול ( She saved me, in Sheol) hebrew tongue

i. In sheol, I lifted mine view atop me; wherein the cave was a dreary scene, fixture's and antique beam's screamed of the hopelessness in this sump. ii. A preternatural shimmer, bursted this chthonic picture; the demon's betwixt me and her hunched. Her brigandine of Filipino shine, yoked into mine synapse. iii. Mine carrion shook, into the nook's, she slipped me through sheol's crack's. The earth above, I was taken up to, seeing all, I felt a calm, from this seraphim of tribal awe. iv. She saidst " Brandon ive come, to giveth thee mine protection " I felt a rush of her touch; direct ressurection. I healed instantaneously, as mine soul finally found it's other half. ©Brandon nagley ©Lonesome poet's poetry ©Earl Jane nagley dedication/Filipino rose

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