(494) Tormented Poem by Melvina Germain

(494) Tormented

Rating: 3.4


Glazed were the eyes of red sorrow.
Oozed up in the cherry rain.
Lived a red man from the hollow,
stiffened in much pain.

Shot down by that of higher regard.
Not to stand upright ever again.
Laid tormented in much juice of the damned.
Cast out by a nasty spell, cursed the heart to
rip and swell.

Skin torched and burnt in charcoal dust.
Lips swollen, and cut to bits.
The look of leather, rested upon his face.
Reaching upward to take a twig, a stick or a switch.
Strength needed was nowhere to be found,
So dropped that hand of nothing, and fell straight to
the ground.

Attempt after attempt he mustered.
People stood by and watched in disgust.
He rolled and turned, burying himself deeper in
dirt and mud.
Passers by shook their heads, gazing with looks
of dread.
Falling backwards, giving up, he laid, finally he
was dead.

Written: July 19/2006

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Elysabeth Faslund 21 July 2007

Not a fragile poem! ! ! But one of a tremendously great Truth! ! ! ! I could not have stood there, shaking my head. Beauty of the images, yet burned to the eyes of the reader...and their heart. Who wouldn't want to read this poem? Great and great again! ! ! xxElysabeth

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David Harris 22 January 2007

Thanks for sharing this one with me. I hung on every word and loved them all. Really a great poem. Your friend always -David

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James James 30 October 2006

I like this very much. I have seen a similar event. Does one help and does one run. Very good imagery after a superb opening....'glazed' and 'oozed'. As anyone else evr used these words as you did? ....B

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Cecil Hickman 20 October 2006

such wonderful lines with profound images and amazing flow well done, , blessings to you and yours..Cecil

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Tailor Bell 20 August 2006

Wow. Tremendous, Melvina. 'much juice of the damned'. Exceedingly, wow. -Tailor.

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Melvina Germain

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Sydney, Nova Scotia
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