GORDON GILHULY


Remains - Poem by GORDON GILHULY

when all that remains:
clouds;
the day-washed sky;
the royal sea,
then the wind shall throat
such songs
as stream-bottom amber sings
and god-robed
butterflies on whitewashed
cement.

distant laughter
or tears for the undiscovered
questions.

once upon a time
innocence knew
but we have killed it
confusing it with messengers
and clowns.


another angel falls
another ending folds in on itself
and disappears like the response
to fire and water; each
star is the condensation
of a million histories repeated.
again the writing on the wall
misread with mouths gaping
as gas chambers.

he is notable
for his absence.




Topic(s) of this poem: absence

Form: Free Verse


Comments about Remains by GORDON GILHULY

  • Ratnakar Mandlik (6/25/2017 11:07:00 PM)

    Fantastic imagery has inked this awesome poem. Congrts for the same as also on poem of the Day. (Report)Reply

    Gordon GilhulyGordon Gilhuly(6/26/2017 6:42:00 AM)

    Thank you, Ratnakar.

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  • Kinyua KaranjaKinyua Karanja (6/25/2017 9:48:00 PM)

    Awesome poem, well written I like it. (Report)Reply

    Gordon GilhulyGordon Gilhuly(6/25/2017 10:07:00 PM)

    Thank you, Kinyua.

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  • Rini ShibuRini Shibu (6/25/2017 7:48:00 PM)

    Lonely poem..Congratulations
    Once upon a time innocence knew but we have killed it..I like this line
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    Gordon GilhulyGordon Gilhuly(6/25/2017 10:07:00 PM)

    Thanks, Rini.

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  • Bernard F. AsuncionBernard F. Asuncion (6/25/2017 6:33:00 PM)

    Such an interesting poem.. congrats on being chosen.. Rated 10+++++
    You may visit my HEARTACHES WILL NEVER LAST, BATHE YOUR HEART, and BECAUSE I LOVE HER. Thanks, Gordon👍
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    Gordon GilhulyGordon Gilhuly(6/25/2017 10:08:00 PM)

    Thank you, Bernard.

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  • Richard Wlodarski (6/25/2017 4:50:00 PM)

    The absence of all that is innocent and beautiful. Your poem is profound. Full of vivid imagery. Very philosophical. Sad and tragic. Yet inspiring. It has inspired me to write a new poem called Absence. Thank you for the inspiration. (Report)Reply

    Gordon GilhulyGordon Gilhuly(6/25/2017 5:01:00 PM)

    Richard, you are very kind. Thank you & good luck with your new poem. I look forward to reading it.

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  • Rae SeagullRae Seagull (6/25/2017 4:26:00 PM)

    Very thought provoking. Congratulations (Report)Reply

    Gordon GilhulyGordon Gilhuly(6/25/2017 5:02:00 PM)

    Thank you, Rae.

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  • Judy Cruz (6/25/2017 4:17:00 PM)

    I really liked your poem. Congratulations on poem of the day. (Report)Reply

    Gordon GilhulyGordon Gilhuly(6/25/2017 5:02:00 PM)

    Thank you, Judy.

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  • Francie LynchFrancie Lynch (6/25/2017 2:09:00 PM)

    Great storm of words. (Report)Reply

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  • Subhas Chandra ChakraSubhas Chandra Chakra (6/25/2017 2:04:00 PM)

    Thanks for the beautiful poem. Congratulations on poem of the day (Report)Reply

    Gordon GilhulyGordon Gilhuly(6/25/2017 4:06:00 PM)

    Thank you, Subhas, for your kind words.

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  • Pamela SinicropePamela Sinicrope (6/25/2017 1:08:00 PM)

    Wow. The poem opens with images of a place of pure earthly beauty. But then the speaker's voice enters in the second stanza and shifts gears with the introduction of distant laughter or tears for the undiscovered questions. Then the speaker evokes the readers familiarity with the fairy tale as he wrties, Once upon a time. and then the theme emerges...there was was innocence, but then we (mankind) killed it. The images become dark and; haunting to the point of horror with the lines about writing on the wall misread with mouths like gas chambers. The angel has fallen, the voices of innocence are dead, and what is left is a kind of murdering hell. This is a very powerful poem that heeds the reader to pay attention otherwise history will continue to repeat itself. The final two lines could be interpreted, in my opinion, in multiple ways. The absence of god, the absence of a thinking man...or just the absence of good...or just a pure absence. Whatever you intended, you made me think. Thanks for sharing. (Report)Reply

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  • Savita TyagiSavita Tyagi (6/25/2017 10:43:00 AM)

    The poem effects with changing emotions, but a deep connectivity is displayed throughout! (Report)Reply

    Gordon GilhulyGordon Gilhuly(6/25/2017 4:08:00 PM)

    Thank you, Savita.

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  • Anil Kumar PandaAnil Kumar Panda (6/25/2017 7:16:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing. (Report)Reply

    Gordon GilhulyGordon Gilhuly(6/25/2017 4:09:00 PM)

    Thank you, Anil.

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  • Edward Kofi LouisEdward Kofi Louis (6/25/2017 4:22:00 AM)

    Once upon a time! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report)Reply

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  • Tom Allport (6/25/2017 3:27:00 AM)

    a wonderful thought provoking poem? yet to a lot of people absence makes the heart grow fonder! .............. superbly written (Report)Reply

    Gordon GilhulyGordon Gilhuly(6/25/2017 4:10:00 PM)

    Thanks, Tom.

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  • Gary Gowns (6/25/2017 12:28:00 AM)

    I like this poem. Congratulations on poem of the day. (Report)Reply

    Gordon GilhulyGordon Gilhuly(6/25/2017 4:11:00 PM)

    Thank you, Gary.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 12, 2017



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