The Deeds

For PageMasters Challenge #11. Write a poem inspired by a quote, a play, a poem or a character from the grand master himself William Shakespeare. This was inspired after I read Marcus Antonius: Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears! I come to bu

If poetry became illegal

I would still let my words flow

Because I know

To become silent

would kill my soul

I would take to the shadows

and graffiti walls in the form of prose

and at night time

I would carve poetic lines into eyelids

Committing poetic crimes

that would leave them wide-eyed and terrified

Just to let everyone know

My words pulsate like a heartbeat

The tapping rhythm of

the soles of shoes being chased

Running the race of life

Knowing my thoughts, words, and deeds

do carry a real weight

I don’t have time to wait

as I am getting older

So I have less time to act like I have time to spare

As I prepare to become another enemy of the state

I wont hesitate to become the villain in your bedtime stories

Like Robin Hood that stood against the oppression 

See I have an obsession to change the world

As I bleed from the tip of this pen

Spilling my soul upon page after page

Releasing my poetic voice to heavens gates

It’s something beyond fate

as I make my own destiny

This is my calling

and some may not understand

What exactly is God’s master plan

I do realize I am but one man

but with these hands I can demonstrate

The deeds of man last long after their deaths

I must confess I was blessed

with what can only be described a God given gift

To write

So I will let my words take flight

Knowing conversation often end confrontation 

But that’s my mission in life

To eliminate some of this worlds hate

I will never imitate someone I not meant to be

Because I much rather be free

than to live a world of hypocrisy

Label me an outcast

as I make a public outcry

to just open your eyes

See the world for what it meant to be

and know we can all live in harmony

 

So if poetry should become illegal

Look for me whenever you see

The word HOPE in spray-paint

I’ll be lurking somewhere,

where the shadows reach

Because they will never take

away the light from my eye

 

Author's Note

Marcus Antonius:
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears!
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them,
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with Caesar.

Reviews

[Spoken]

I would carve poetic lines into eyelids

My words pulsate like a heartbeat
The tapping rhythm of
the soles of shoes being chased

KILLER lines!

wow.. i forgot how much i missed your stuff! Wonderful wonderful wonderful. Very inspiring. It's been a while since i grazed your profile, glad to read your words again.

on a different note; i must say, so heart broken that vent radio had to go. Makes me wish i would have called in while i had the chance. Not much opportunity to read my stuff in my neck of the woods.. :(

At least I still have the cafe!

[just is]

If poetry became illegal
I would still let my words flow
Because I know
To become silent
would kill my soul - to become silent it woudl kill my soull, Awesome words!

I would take to the shadows
and graffiti walls in the form of prose
and at night time
I would carve poetic lines into eyelids
Committing poetic crimes - committing poetic crimes Awesome lines again!

Man! you are so good with words I find you talent refreshing, don't read
to much honesty in poetry anymore, this is wnderful and very creative.

[Gandré]

Hey Robert, that's a great pic of you. I like it. One can see in the eyes that you are a poet. You have great lines here.
I loved this:
and graffiti walls in the form of prose

and at night time

I would carve poetic lines into eyelids

Committing poetic crimes --------so strong !!


So I will let my words take flight

Knowing conversation often end confrontation

But that's my mission in life

To eliminate some of this worlds hate -----------and this, too compelling writing, u have this ability here to write big all-encompassing scenes. Great writing!!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

We could be cell mates my friend for no one will ever silence me either... written with tremendous diginty, let them try and they will find a cowboy roping the wind.

[Trix]

"As I bleed from the tip of this pen..." Not only was I spellbound by the poem, the picture added an especially artistic touch. Well done.

[Nick Erickson]

I'm not sure where to even begin with how truly inspiring this piece is.

"I would carve poetic lines into eyelids
Committing poetic crimes
that would leave them wide-eyed and terrified"

You've captured the spirit of Shakespeare and every other writer from before and after.

"So if poetry should become illegal
Look for me whenever you see
The word HOPE in spray-paint"

Excellent, well done, and again - always a pleasure and inspiration.

[Brianna Brie]

To become silent
would kill my soul
I would take to the shadows
and graffiti walls in the form of prose
and at night time
I would carve poetic lines into eyelids
Committing poetic crimes
that would leave them wide-eyed and terrified

It is cool that poetry is now so much of who you are that you would not live without it. Great write...especially enjoyed the above lines.

[Touché Armada]

Love it! And funny because of the truth in it. Poets have been silenced in the past, in Australia they were even payed a price by the government to stop writing at one point. When a poet takes the truth and feeds it with the passion it should illicit its a powerful voice indeed. And seen as you have a powerful voice, you should never quiet it.. You would never stand alone, what poet would, its such a collective.

You can feed me my collected works, page by page
Reducing it to pulp to spit, bring my molars to my gums,
I will not be oppressed!
I will write your lynching rope to a serpent
That might dive down your throat while you sleep
And hang you from a juniper tree on the solstice
Every solstice, beyond my absence from this world!
I will not be forgotten!

[J.P. Bristow]

This was really riveting!! Thats why I chose to feature it first in our challenge......wonderful Job Robert!!! great entry for the challenge!!!!

[Silent Kim aka mizmetap..]

I'll be in the cell next to you. They could never take my writing away.

The whole poem is strong and passionate, you have soe really wonderful lines, but the last stanza brings it al together.

So if poetry should become illegal
Look for me whenever you see
The word HOPE in spray-paint
I'll be lurking somewhere,
where the shadows reach
Because they will never take
away the light from my eye


Excellent work, great to read your work again.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

This was fabulous my friend, just a wonderful piece of writing dedicated to writing. And I love the picture at the bottom! :o)