Lex Taylor

Rookie - 234 Points (1st June 1977)

Necropolis Or Ode To Their Final Resting Place - Poem by Lex Taylor

Oh necropolis! you charnel quagmire!
Initiation grounds of genealogies!
Lend grim, dead, mellifluous homesickness!
Grandest shelter for my quondam sorrows,
For cordialities of charms from below;
Building up regal, sober synergies,
Inferred from the dormant necrologies,
Of the mountainous, tantamount thickness,
Of malicious panegyrics quite dire,
Irrespective of underlying gauntness.
Most of it will benefit with moments,
Of extreme eclat; either godly or,
Demoniac but mostly of loving bliss,
Undisturbed by the unseen and camp gore,
Of hijacked corpses for warships of death,
That I'll fight until nothing seems amiss,
Even if the great task steals my last breath,
For its flashes of truth my soul enhance.
To heed the calls of wanderlust rapport,
Which sport a toxic and uncanny trance,
Of a complex, florid corpse ravishment,
Enticing to eerie memorial romance.

Topic(s) of this poem: death, demons, homesickness, memoir

Form: Ode

Poet's Notes about The Poem

From The Matrix of Death series Vol 4, Loves Of The Dead

Comments about Necropolis Or Ode To Their Final Resting Place by Lex Taylor

  • Kelly Kurt (3/28/2015 2:53:00 AM)

    A dark and vivid poem. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 28, 2015

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 28, 2015

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