On high i stand most insidious,though proud.
Gathered around are those wretched fools of compassion,
for empathy has consumed them all.
Marooned,desperate off course and of no surprise,
never again will my kindness shin down upon thee.
Let's away with these formalities of perception
and burn bright for all of eternity,thus forever staying undecided.
Amen.
Ant lion
Started by thaddaeus, Apr 03 2010 03:51 PM
5 replies to this topic
#1
Posted 03 April 2010 - 03:51 PM
#2
Posted 03 April 2010 - 04:25 PM
i reread this a few times but am still not sure what it's about. it's powerful, but am still trying to figure out what you meant by it exactly :)
#3
Posted 03 April 2010 - 04:42 PM
It's a preacher's inner dialog -vs- the literal situation an ant gos through when it's caught by the ant lion.
You know,those little bugs that live in the ground that spin holes in the sand,then wait for an ant to wonder into the trap,well that's a preacher in my eyes.
You know,those little bugs that live in the ground that spin holes in the sand,then wait for an ant to wonder into the trap,well that's a preacher in my eyes.
#4
Posted 08 April 2010 - 09:38 PM
Thaddaeus, I enjoyed this! I like the image of "hey, away with the false perceptions .. time to die"!
I couldn't resist the "come-off"!!
I live in the cusp, somewhere between good and evil
Insidious my manner; pride .. do not betray me lest they call me devil
The masses, gathered; wretched fools. Dieing daily yet flowing compassion
they are consumed by empathy; en vogue, convinced it's the daily fashion
Marooned, desperate and off course; it's of no surprise .. mindless chaff
Each day I pull the wool over another eye; lifelong sacrifice ... a newborn calf
My Incense! Forever will my kindness shine their way; fools for devouring me
May their flames forever burn bright I pray; the glow empowers me
Amen
I couldn't resist the "come-off"!!
I live in the cusp, somewhere between good and evil
Insidious my manner; pride .. do not betray me lest they call me devil
The masses, gathered; wretched fools. Dieing daily yet flowing compassion
they are consumed by empathy; en vogue, convinced it's the daily fashion
Marooned, desperate and off course; it's of no surprise .. mindless chaff
Each day I pull the wool over another eye; lifelong sacrifice ... a newborn calf
My Incense! Forever will my kindness shine their way; fools for devouring me
May their flames forever burn bright I pray; the glow empowers me
Amen
#5
Posted 09 April 2010 - 06:16 AM
thaddaeus said:
It's a preacher's inner dialog -vs- the literal situation an ant gos through when it's caught by the ant lion.
You know,those little bugs that live in the ground that spin holes in the sand,then wait for an ant to wonder into the trap,well that's a preacher in my eyes.
You know,those little bugs that live in the ground that spin holes in the sand,then wait for an ant to wonder into the trap,well that's a preacher in my eyes.
now i see the bigger picture
thaddaeus said:
Gathered around are those wretched fools of compassion,
for empathy has consumed them all.
for empathy has consumed them all.
thaddaeus said:
Marooned,desperate off course and of no surprise,
never again will my kindness shin down upon thee.
Let's away with these formalities of perception
and burn bright for all of eternity,thus forever staying undecided.
never again will my kindness shin down upon thee.
Let's away with these formalities of perception
and burn bright for all of eternity,thus forever staying undecided.
this is some sick conclusion!keeps me really seeing the breakdown up there!
keep on elevating brother!
#6
Posted 10 April 2010 - 11:22 AM
this is another brief piece from u Thud. It was def one of your typical 'lots of meaning in few words' poems.
You didn't disappoint and once again there a couple of meanings this could have. That is one thing I believe poetry should have. You should have revised it before putting it up coz it had spelling mistakes like 'shin' instead of 'shine' which gets to me sometimes. With such a short piece, you want to be real precise. But then again, maybe u just do this for enjoyment and it doesn't really matter. nuff of that.
cool piece.
You didn't disappoint and once again there a couple of meanings this could have. That is one thing I believe poetry should have. You should have revised it before putting it up coz it had spelling mistakes like 'shin' instead of 'shine' which gets to me sometimes. With such a short piece, you want to be real precise. But then again, maybe u just do this for enjoyment and it doesn't really matter. nuff of that.
cool piece.
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