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there is no half-eaten answer
with which to embellish
or to skirt the evidence
the stench of truth
permeates the debris of proof
in a swarm of crusted guilt
the orphaned child of supposition
abandoned on the dock of iniquity
impaled by the chant of sterile innuendo
wearing a temporary backbone
fashioned of suffering
and the tears of innocence
to witness the violent clash
of malevolence and courage
and remain forever mute
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rob kistner © 2010
Rob, this has a strong evocative appeal to it, even though it is sad with yearning. Love what you did with the words.
Elizabeth
It’s another echo from the ever-present void in my soul ElizaBeth, that perpetually cries to be filled…
…rob
Powerful.
And powerless, thank you Tilly…
…rob
Poignant, you have woven beautifully a fabric from those disparate words.
Thank you Viv…
…rob
Excellent use of words to make a poem with meaning! I especially like the second stanza.
Thank you Mary…
…rob
A moving poem. Filled with so much depth..
timeless flies search for fries
Thank you Gautami…
…rob
I’m with Mary on the second stanza!
Yo Derrick… 😉
“the orphaned child of supposition”
That line is sheer brilliance.
The rest of the poem is also quite good…
Pleased you liked this Mark…
…rob
skirt as a verb! why didn’t i think of that?! thanks for continuing to write with us, rob!
No great insight on my part Carolee, I simply couldn’t figure out how to use skirt as a noun… 😉
…rob
no half eaten answer,
love the opening..
my entry is here
Thank you Jingle…
…rob
living day to day and remaining mute… thought provoking rob….
Sometimes we find ourselves in situations where mute is sadly the only option we are given Ms Pie… a bitter truth…
…rob
mmmm so good Rob,,,,especially like the “stench of truth”
Cool Wayne, glad you liked this piece…
…rob
5 years and lots of wonderful word combinations!
We’ve all only just begun… 😉
…rob
very well put.
Thank you Ana…
…rob