John Scully (19th October 1947 / London)
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Poems by John Scully : 3 / 54
A New Emptiness
I found yesterday
today,
through unlit corridors,
and saw catastrophies
tomorrow,
standing, waiting, still.
John Scully
Submitted: Monday, June 04, 2012
Edited: Monday, June 04, 2012
Poems by John Scully : 3 / 54
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Profound philosophy with brevity of expression.Loved it.10+++
I like your use of the term, Unlit corridors. Though the poem is somewhat pessimistic, I like it because of its simplicity.
Sir, Thank you for the email and the information. Could you please imagine, if a reader as me, reacted that way, how intelligently you could have written this poem? As you overcome that point of time and happy at the moment, you are deserved to have 10 marks, but I give you nine marks. The PH has selected this poem for the merit of it...Well done
I know those corridors well. There are always ways to relight the soul. Short, but powerful message here.
New time you walk those corridors bring a torch, perhaps the castastrophies will not be as potent in the light.
Good write!
Why so much of negative energy in this poem? A new emptiness, unlit corridors, and saw the tomorrow's catastrophes...so sad. A few people are in this mode always, but I do not want them to suffer. Come out of your dream world and see the real world, it is so beautiful, well lit, there are a lots of people to help us and no problems..
So much said in so few words flowing in time.
Really love it, a fantastic poem.