the River

dark with a whimsical rhyme scheme

I'm impartial to the way you look -

a murder writ from a horror book 

to take you to the River's crook and drown you.

I disbelieve all of your fancy trends,

I'm sending folks to their early ends;

am I not sane? It all depends on your viewpoint.

A man reads a paper,

a paper has a headline.

If you were dead, fine!

But I'm not done.

The headline gives you news

Of whom they all accuse

am I evil? I refuse! Accept it!

Wanton, has your soul been aching?

Pleasure, mind, there's no mistaking,

I've always been known for making ends meet.

A woman begs for mercy,

Mercy lofts its wicked head.

So you join the pickled dead

in the River.

Grievous are the crimes of those,

not mine own, I do suppose!

I'm innocent in a world that grows weary.

I'll sate your hunger, nay your thirst.

Stomach, lungs until they burst

Sleep my child, the River's worst without you.

Reviews

[Tasha]

I liked the rhymes, they were kind of creepy but they worked really well. I liked it a lot. Keep it up.
♥ Ta'Shandra

[Kaylor Mason]

This was really cool. Sounded like listening to a man rantings just before he approaches the gallows. Nicely written, with a dark undertone of sanity beneath insanity--like you're getting inside an evil man's mind, making him "sane." That's the best way I can put it.

[Blue Moon Ice Cream]

Really enjoyed the rhymes; they were creative--not to mention creepy and sadistic! A few of the lines didn't quite seem to make sense--"The headline gives you news / Of whom they all accuse"--but overall, this was smooth, and you obviously spent time trying to perfect it and use exactly the right word.

[ShadowOfTheDay]

Very eerie! But very very good! Keep up the awesome work(:

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

The plot and eerie feel is superb, awesome stuff :)

[K. Blake]

you have a very unique style and it is greatly entertaining to read. I really 'enjoy'ed reading it. :)

[writing mojo]

What a pungent rhythm here that stings the darkest of senses
I like how you switch rolls in the middle of the poem change from third person accounts to the first person of the eye or (I) witness murder allowed..lots of hidden meaning here on this page like the days of leather bound books with covers worn way there is so much more read into
under the cover of shade
that it stains....... good stuff