is shape shifting
into a COVID-19
pandemic election
a black lives matter
presidential election
employment economy
background worry
money stage props
swing vote paradise
life over plague death
features in accountant
state list butcher's bill
I have a feeling I know
who what real people
voted for in split issues
ripe political division in America
reminds me of stage lit Macbeth Hamlet
sadly storm clouds on dark horizon
I only hope pray reason prevails
population accepts final count vote
not going guns knives at throat
Wow, I've never inspired a poem before =] Your followup poem is probably better than my " inspirational" work. The " butcher's bill is high - the " breadline" lines (always somehow unmentioned) are long and storm clouds are indeed on the horizon. God bless America. A VERY nice poem sir =]
'Their two small darts at the heart of the snarling beast. Saints let them strike true.' Anais Vionet, Shakespeare would have approved these lines.
Maybe you have inspired a poem before and the poet never told you, referencing is a question of degrees, a good habit to stir memories. 'Their two small darts at the heart of the snarling beast. Saints let them strike true.' Well done Anais. The last stanza in your poem was fascinating, enough to inspire poems from Shakespearian lovers. Not the first time he has shadowed contemporary poems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dramatic Finale Shakespeare loved a corpse strewn Globe Theatre stage. As audience universal appeal; twas all Elizabethan; dramatic finale rage. Shakespeare loved a corpse strewn stage. Dramatic methods made a single scene, carry multiple meanings, beyond mere action, echo tragic ruin; vibrating dust porous lives. Copyright © Terence George Craddock Written in September 1998 on the 22.9.98.