Mother; I remain
The main thought;
Mother was aware of my birth;
And my death as well, so it would seem?
The public gallows;
Welcome one welcome all
Welcome to these prisoners fall
Get comfortable come right in
Just settle down and settle in
The executions shall soon begin
Thoughts from the gallows, floor
I heard the shackles rattle
‘cross the gallows boards
Someone pushed me to the floor
I could not see for I wore a hood
I would not have wanted to
Even if I could, I felt the noose
Go ‘round my neck
Mothers house
The knock came at midnight
Someone pounded on the door
An eerie foreboding notion
Washed over me
As I walked across the floor
I stepped into the foyer
The house was stark and still
The need to see who it could be
Conflicted with my will
I threw the latch
I pulled the door
Darkness there and nothing more
My heart just sunk
I knew it to be true
This night they put an end to you
Thoughts from the gallows, floor
Sweet Mother I am so sorry
Never did I want to;
cause your heart this pain
I shall go forth unto my judgement
And there I wait for thee
At the embers of Eden in eternity
Genesis 3:1
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Author:
willyweed (
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- Comment from author about the poem: think about the unseen connection of various relationships that we seen to have we one and other, this is but one example?
- Category: Fantasy
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I feel a very deep sorrow after reading this poem WW. Excellent poetry, albeit, very sad.
I did not mean to make you sad, only to say God is mysterious and we are all redeemable? ww
Thank you for your time WBL always I will appreciate you!
Yes. But, I feel bad for both individuals here. But, that is what you are supposed to do as a poet. Draw out emotion, of which you do extremely well 🙂
here's my hand my friend.
I take it gracefully Kevin thank you brother!
then I have no doubt that your other hand will be held out too 'brother'..?
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Very interesting write, the rhyme is awesome and nice.
Thank you RR glad you enjoyed it thank you for the read!
Good and sad - do like the way you have formatted it.
Thanks so much Michael the format just about forced its self on me and my piece of work to explain the various dialogs? I was feeling a little iffy about it. it seems to be ok though?
It appears you are saying that at birth the mother believed this child will come to no good. I love the construction from different perspectives.
I think I am trying to say that at birth and thereafter unto and perhaps even after death there is a bounding of the human soul? But your thought could apply as well? thanks for the read Augustus for sure?
This is a great write and will read it again.
G
thank you for taking the time ,second , three reading are free help you self Gold finger I have to agree I like to read this one as well and have?
Awesomely written and expressed Great write
Thanks Tony I appreciate it!
You are quite welcome
The bad seed, the black sheep, the one who turns out bad: the mother's premonition, the gallows and the death, and the possibility of life after. Sounds biblical, or at least supernatural. Nice structure to the poem, how you broke it up. Great images, especially "Mother's House." Good one. - Phil A.
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