Belies A Dark Meaning.A Poem by Ben Lingemann
Their wrecked bodies festoon the fence, lovingly hand hung.
The spot was recently afflicted with such violence now sits empty of life, full of hideous silence. Take a hold forcefully with your grasping fingers of the handle and wipe the slate clean, sweep the desk off, rip the picture from the wall, take ahold of your emotions and grip the handle. The man tells you "The weak let tragedy define them", but you don't listen to the man. In righteous anger you become the dangerous stranger. © 2011 Ben LingemannAuthor's Note
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Added on March 8, 2011 Last Updated on March 8, 2011 AuthorBen LingemannJunction City, CAAboutSmall-town. Taken. Scrabble amateur. My poetry is started by my heart but then is beaten and abused by my brain, I generally think it shows. I write for myself, I always have and will continue regard.. more..Writing
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