Ted Sheridan


*ophelia The Madness - Poem by Ted Sheridan

Here is where.....
Madmen write verse for their amputated lovers
with blue fountain pens and quills of clotted ink
Scribbling morbid memories yellow with old malaria
running like diseased rats through cellar thoughts
They cut themselves to see if their subjects will bleed
for their extremities are filled with a royal great pain
Morphine pumps hang from a weathered weather vain
spinning in the wind like some Blowhard's narcotic sonnet
Critics wither in their own flatulent and fowl wind
inhaling the breath of Artisans
Here is where..... language is a lost vagrant
Here is where..... everything and nothing rhymes
Here is where.....
Madmen dissect the bloated toad Shakespeare
inching closer to his truth with every stroke of genius
Verse is stolen from the cesspool of moronic poems
and published on whiskey soaked bar napkins
One in a million will find a star on which to ride
while all others will sink below the bog of verbosity
Disappearing into the darkness of obscurity
left to rot with extrapolated numbers of lifeless limbs
Here is where.....
Madmen guzzle pint by bloody pint of premium Ale
yet to render only another quart of stinking bloody piss
Where cockroach squatters count the missing legs
on the stools where hookers and whores sit eating prose
And Syphilis has been spoon feeding poor Yorick's scribe
a double dose of gambles and song to make a table roar
Horatio counts his money into a Barmaid's cum filled hand
hoping to yet land her to her lady chambers if he can___
Alas........
Here is where.....
Madmen reside within the realm of sanity......

©2007 Ted Sheridan


Comments about *ophelia The Madness by Ted Sheridan

  • (3/25/2018 1:24:00 AM)

    Putting paragraphs into screed from a right-wing blog does not poetry make. (Report)Reply

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  • Vikash Ranjan (10/22/2016 1:08:00 AM)

    Madmen write verse for their amputated lovers (Report)Reply

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  • Brian Jani (5/5/2014 5:36:00 AM)

    Nice vocab use Ted keep writing (Report)Reply

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  • (4/18/2009 8:19:00 AM)

    Great sweep of dystopic vernacular....you cut into the fabric of American culture and easily defeated the weak assumptions held holy by the unconfirmed masses. (Report)Reply

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  • (4/8/2009 6:44:00 PM)

    Good tone and theme. The language is remarkable. (Report)Reply

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  • (3/23/2009 8:36:00 PM)

    I just read all your poems that begin with an asterisk assuming that these are your latest work.
    This one is my favorite. I feel I could have written this,
    well, maybe only if I were you. The point is...
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  • (2/24/2009 10:36:00 AM)

    I can understand why your poetry is so popular (Report)Reply

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  • (1/20/2009 5:34:00 PM)

    This is a great write. I like poems that are deliciously dark. You added rawness to the already demented realm of this Shakesperean tragic tale. (Report)Reply

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  • (12/5/2008 11:47:00 PM)

    Very impressing..thanks for sharing this poem (Report)Reply

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  • (11/21/2008 3:04:00 AM)

    An excellant poem reminds me of the liverpool poets but this poem is much richer
    I'll read some more your work over the weekend
    jim
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  • (11/17/2008 6:33:00 AM)

    How painfuly beautiful catharsis! (Report)Reply

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  • (7/25/2008 9:09:00 PM)

    Oh yes fellow word smith I now know, How wonderful. Ophelia I am madness is my game poetry my game.

    Thank you,

    Ophelia
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  • john tiong chunghoo (1/13/2008 8:32:00 AM)

    yes, people write poetry to express themselves, their ideas, feelings, whatever..that keeps them sane. not everybody is looking for fame ted. (Report)Reply

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  • Elysabeth Faslund (7/15/2007 6:49:00 PM)

    Madmen dwell quite happily in this poem...such inspiration from your exquisite lines...they may use quite a lot of bar napkins. This will be read again...Bukowski-ish. If this poem would have been rough, hell it would be Bukowski served up!
    xxElysabeth
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  • (6/4/2007 6:21:00 PM)

    Ted, I am usually handy with a quip and a ribald comment to complement something I really enjoyed. But this is bloody magnificent - left me grasping for worthy words. It reminds me of stuff I read in the early years of Ginsberg, Bukowski, et al, but much more cogent. It is a smorgasbord of quotables - like a collection of one-liner gems, each a perfect image of a past which we wont let pass. Thank heaven's you took the time to meld this beauty together; it is timeless yet so bloody pertinent. Back to the desk m'boy, there has to be more to come! Regards, Ivan (PS: Meta is an unusually good judge of poetry in addition to being a fine writer to boot...) (Report)Reply

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  • (2/24/2007 8:43:00 AM)

    Bravo....Bravo....this is truly impressive - well done Ted! (Report)Reply

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  • (2/23/2007 11:00:00 AM)

    Well Dude, if you're not published already, you really should be! This is fresh and imaginative language, for sure! (Report)Reply

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  • (2/22/2007 11:00:00 PM)

    Wow! ! ! ! This one is very powerful! For once...I think I'm actually speechless!
    Hugs,
    Dee
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 22, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 22, 2011


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