Rod Mendieta

Black Towers

Oh… the stern looking scholars
In their long black gowns pondering
Over the numbers prime,
Over the mysteries of Time.

Oh… the drunken sailors staggering
Along ancient cobbled alleyways
Singing of love's cruel sport
In a wintry northern port.

Oh… the birds of prey perched
On their craggy outcrops
Sniffing at the still noon air,
An eye fixed on the rabbit's lair.

Oh… the schemers in their black towers
Hatching the egg of the dragon
Plotting to slay those sworn to set afire
Akhenaten's new empire.

Topic(s) of this poem: darkness, symbolism

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, February 27, 2019

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Comments about Black Towers by Rod Mendieta

  • Rose Marie Juan-austinRose Marie Juan-austin (2/27/2019 11:27:00 AM)

    A poignant write.
    A vivid depiction of predators that create darkness.
    Great imagery.

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  • Dipak AdhyaDipak Adhya (2/27/2019 11:11:00 AM)

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    Oh… the schemers in their black towers
    Hatching the egg of the dragon
    Plotting to slay those sworn to set afire
    Akhenaten's new empire... Good one

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