R. G. Bell

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3: 21 Am - Poem by R. G. Bell

Storm clouds bleed and render earth to mud.
We lie inside, assaulted by the lies,
Tightly bound in gray dismality.

Somewhere a distant, lonely whisper dies,
Not merely unremembered, never heard.

Topic(s) of this poem: life


Comments about 3: 21 Am by R. G. Bell

  • (9/20/2016 3:29:00 PM)


    Great poem with a strong and soft sense of emotions. Great write. Strong metaphor. (Report) Reply

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  • Akhtar Jawad (4/1/2015 9:30:00 AM)


    A wonderful poem............................. (Report) Reply

  • Kelly Kurt (3/30/2015 10:51:00 PM)


    I enjoyed this poem very much. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • (3/25/2015 9:32:00 AM)


    Awake... or awakened, in the early hours of an approaching new-day... by a storm (of life, perhaps?): the old thoughts of a loss, or something missed, they do not rest; what a grand (very grand!) description that third line is! Perhaps that distant, lonely whisper was the only thing that could have truly unwrapped the gray dismality? One must wonder. - There is a genuine, earthy pathos in this ephemeral poem; like a scent passing on the breeze it seems to bring a deep memory of something very special, but just out of sight. Haunting. Maybe, at 3: 21 am, I too have, just briefly, had this thought, somewhere in the more compassionate depths of my hidden humanity... maybe... (Report) Reply

  • Briony Nicholls (3/25/2015 5:38:00 AM)


    R G Bell, it's wonderful to see you writing again. It is good, but quite dark... I hope you will have reason to be inspired to write something more cheerful soon. You have admirable poetry writing skills. Best of luck to you. (Report) Reply

  • (3/24/2015 5:05:00 PM)


    A great poem, like you said a bit dark, but illness will do that to you,
    the words relate well to your illness, I don't know if that was your intention
    but to me you can relate it to it. I wish you a full and speedy recovery.
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  • (3/24/2015 3:57:00 PM)


    Says a lot in few words..wrapped in gray dismality; memorable line. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 1, 2015


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