Old Testaments

Old Testaments

A Poem by icaros13
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It was good to hear your smile again
Like revisiting forgotten prose
Hidden in the passion of
King Solomon's songs.

The resurrection of old testaments
To life, love, and each other
Only ache a bit;
Aged veteran's scars and wounds.

The day you left me standing
With my bones and bags and eyes,
I felt like Samson facing hordes
With just his a*s's jaw,

I beat my sword into a plowshare,
Could hold no anger for my Delilah.
I wear this haircut proud and wait
For love's absent anointing.







© 2012 icaros13


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No words to describe how sad this makes me feel and yet how beautiful this is. The reference to Samson and Delilah, how your hair was your strength and yet proudly wear it and wait, facing the hordes holding up pillars, amazing analogy as being made stronger somehow by a weakness for a woman, just phenomenal usage of metaphor.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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No words to describe how sad this makes me feel and yet how beautiful this is. The reference to Samson and Delilah, how your hair was your strength and yet proudly wear it and wait, facing the hordes holding up pillars, amazing analogy as being made stronger somehow by a weakness for a woman, just phenomenal usage of metaphor.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

It is, I think, always refreshing to get to that point where the sadness no longer reeks of hurt and anger, and you can remember the smile you loved with some sense of gratitude. Your allusions are wonderful and skillfully used. They enhance the story perfectly. This is expertly penned and honed. One small detail... I think annointed has 2 n's?

Posted 11 Years Ago


it's all there, love and loss and war

you wrote it beautifully

Posted 11 Years Ago


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~ the greatness of this piece is the heart of the poet who let go of his anger... anger has no purpose whatsoever... i admire you for leading by example...

Posted 11 Years Ago



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For we have thought the larger thoughts And gone the shorter way. And we have danced to devil's tunes, Shivering home to pray; To serve one master in the night, Another in the day. ..I do love.. more..

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