the roar of beads

the roar of beads

 

the street is filled

with red fluid

senseless sinful sobriety

solemnly sprung severance

 

catastrophic sounds

jizzed jazz mocking

the street rocking

with the sound of tires

spraying bloody notes

 

as the drum creates an eerie sound

spirits that are usually drunk

in lascivious labor

rise above in cautious number

 

another stain in the rain

of insanity.

 

erin-cilberto

1/4/25

Reviews

[Desert Knave]

Wonderfully written considering the morbid nature of it all. ~Jim

[Arundass TP]

Cities have all distractions. No calmness. Good poem

[Laz K.]

a difficult topic...hurt people hurt people...violence begets violence...one hopes that Divine Justice exists and things do make sense and things will be put right...somehow...

(i really wanted to say something, but all i can think of is cliches...)

[LisaCarol]

Very powerful words here about a senseless tragedy. Thank you for sharing your writing.

[J Todd Underhill]

We to encapsulate the tragedy that occurred. I feel for the innocent people who were lost and maimed. Your words are golden here!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Thank you, J Todd,
such a devastating tragedy. People are so crazy these days. Senseless.
read moreThank you, J Todd,
such a devastating tragedy. People are so crazy these days. Senseless.
j.

[Chris Shaw]

I wasn’t there, but your words found me as a bystander, out of reach, watching the carnage unfold. But it was the sounds, the terrible sounds that scar my heart this morning. Superb poetry j. What an insane and ugly world we live in.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I wish there weren't these kinds of events for inspiration...
too tragic and sad.

read moreI wish there weren't these kinds of events for inspiration...
too tragic and sad.

Thank you, Chris,
j.