Letter of the Un-forgiven.

A study of those blind to faith and reason.

Slated stone crushed under a worn foot,

 walking lands as arcane to travelling new,

Poised plants sully the roads of old,

 doctors failed those praying on few.

Tattered houses align a single mile,

 discussions hushed and silence the young,

Broken memories kill the very heart,

 the old women with a woven and vinyl tongue.

A low rise hill holds the death of saints,

 women mourn and cry tears for all,

Pictured captured in scenes slackened,

 more hopes are needed to reach the tall.

Failed fears of children scream loose,

 bright stars have fallen on those men,

A door held open for and by the divine,

 Simple thoughts are key in time ten.

Author's Note

Read and re-read at your will, it is a new style and a new look at an old theme.

Reviews

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

I'm not sure, but I may have noticed some minor errors within the piece, but regardless I think I got the jist of this after a couple of reads. IMHO, I think their are more people way too open to faith and reason, and bring religiousness a little too far and insane...while others dont have enough. Not sure if I'm making sense, religion is a touchy subject but I thought this was a great write.

[Dev]

I love how you use imagery to convey your point. I agree that people are sometimes blind to faith but that's what sometimes keep us going and it's not just faith in a god but also faith in the people around us.
My fav. lines are
'"A low rise hill holds the death of saints,
women mourn and cry tears for all,
Pictured captured in scenes slackened,
more hopes are needed to reach the tall."

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing words. You took me to many places in this poem. The poem open the door to a good discussion. So many statements in the poem are wide open statements.
"A low rise hill holds the death of saints,
women mourn and cry tears for all,
Pictured captured in scenes slackened,
more hopes are needed to reach the tall."
Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Searching 4 Serenity]

Quite different indeed. And maybe, just maybe, WE are not blind to faith and reason, but the other way around. Maybe?

"A low rise hill holds the death of saints,
women mourn and cry tears for all"
We all find out the full truth once we're dead.

[brenda]

i get this ! and i can relate to this especially when you say failed fears of children scream loose !!

[∂αʌ<..]

i find myself,alone on the desert road,boots on...walking lonely ...travelling somewhere..nowhere...my mind full of memories...and in the mist of it all,i can hear this poem echoing on and on!

[Elijah Gleaves]

read and re-read I will. I'm still searching for my own meaning behind your words lol. the poem is very well crafted in my opinion. It seems that you have gotten even better since the last I was on wc.

[Valentine]

Yet...a true faith in Him...and one does not care if they are raised in a poor neighborhood with 11 people in one very small house..as He lives there inside of each heart..being poor is not a problem..it is what one does with his own soul..Valentine

[Muse]

It's a beautiful form of tongue twisting dyslexia!

[quinfinn]

compelling and deliberate style, laced with metaphorical brilliance.