dolan murphy

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Black - Poem by dolan murphy

black bitten strings on broken backs
sit sunken like a shallow shoal
like broken wheat
search so long for a smile so complete only death could finish
sawdust frost in this war of reason wintering with splinters
spanish moss pulled and consumed
earth's darkened heart
stubborn wounds stand before death's river
and even in the night what good is poetry if not for you
silent coal rises like thunder
between the skin of the hardening earth lies the remains
naked and unclothed returned to its soil
i must throw away my psalm, never again in this magnolia palm
i walk on the ground where ashes take form
broken by dead flowers and the stabbing of needles
let its drink of whiskey blind my thoughts

Comments about Black by dolan murphy

  • Amy Marie (2/15/2010 12:22:00 PM)

    Very well written... keep up the good imagery ;) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 6, 2010

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 6, 2010

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