Dare!

How one dares one to write!

Does death come to all, for all?

Do we want it or even invite it,

Do troubles seek forgiveness within us?

Does it kill ever slowly bit by bit?

 

A science can cure most we say,

A man in white will heal a cut,

A woman with pity wills sooth your soul,

A reason will come forth, through rut.

 

Repeat in angst for a priest in stone,

Rouse as you might for truth will out,

Rate a major God in all thy fright,

Range kept in yet hidden with pout.

 

Eager minds play tricks with lies,

Even solace comes to those who wait,

Evil spirits taunt towards us all,

Ever ready are all us humans to take the bait.

Author's Note

Just a mere thought running through my mind my darlings!

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Easy to dance with the Devil. Hard to find goodness in the world. A enjoyable ride in the poem. I met the Devil once. That is a old poem hidden away.
"Eager minds play tricks with lies,
Even solace comes to those who wait,"
Hard to know the truth from a lie today. Who are the good guys? Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you honey!

[Jack...]

Death waves the bait in front of our eyes almost everyday, inviting us to join in with the fun. Science may be trying to keep us alive longer, but I seriously have my doubts. This poem was intricate and meaningful and chock full of questions we'd all like to answer...if we dare.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

If we dare indeed my love, it can be interesting to look at such things, thank you x

[quinfinn]

definitely one of your more clever writes, full of loaded wit and cryptic metaphor. well penned!

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Well you know me qunn pet, I'm all about the cryptic methaphor! x

[quinfinn]

you are making me a true believer.....

[Vikrantsingh]

Good Work my friend, I enjoyed it :)
Singh :)

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thanks Singh! x

[Vikrantsingh]

With Pleasure :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i like each stanza and how you started each line with the same letter.
almost an acrostic piece but unique in its own form..

life, death, reckoning, understanding oneself...

understanding life? or just wondering if we are all too gullible and have just been bait for the big fish.

another really interesting write from you, Thomas.

jacob

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you J! x

[SyberRose]

I never can read your poems once...I have to read them at least three times...
I hate thinking of death but it is part of life...all of us have some kind of weakness and we have to
learn from our mistakes...and if we truly need forgiveness...and feel remorse that is the important thing.We are constantly being tested.
Always food for thought Thomas...:)

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

You never fail to tickle me my love.

[Baby Ricochet]

This is a great piece. I like how it starts with the questions and turns into the Thomas one line impact poem you're so good at. Like "Eager minds play tricks with lies" I'm gonna yell that at someone just to see their reaction.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Good idea, I might try the same thing, thank you!

[Sami Khalil]

"Eager minds play tricks with lies,

Even solace comes to those who wait,

Evil spirits taunt towards us all,

Ever ready are all us humans to take the bait."
This is a daring write indeed and one that needs to be studied carefully...Thank you for sharing...:)

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

Thank you x

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...:)