Wednesday, March 23, 2011

My Fate - Magpie #58

The ceiling fan it stilled
as I
all shadow too with sleep
Would I draw my sword to end
the still, and
my inner plight
rid self of demons - that walk
through a tortured night
Who then
would I duel?
draw sabre in my wake

To discard code of Musketeer
I will not take
to be my fate...

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2011

Posted for Magpie Tales

18 comments:

  1. "rid self of demons - that walk
    through a tortured night." Beautiful.

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  2. Battling with ones inner demons...yes that is a fight that goes on day and night!

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  3. the dark night of the soul...very nicely done!

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  4. Great magpie, full of old world writing, perfect for the piece.

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  5. got a few of those demons, if i can borrow your sword...i ate my 3 musketeers already...smiles.

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  6. Killing those demons is worth it! Well said :) Loved the presentation!!
    "draw sabre in my wake" - very powerful!

    Hugs xox

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  7. Dark dreams are never fun ... I enjoyed your poem!!

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  8. This is a good Magpie. Nothing in it is overstated . . always a temptation with this kind of subject.

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  9. Beautiful, elegant piece, your blog art is so gorgeous too.

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  10. Dark and nicely restrained, like the speaker's own impulses. How to kill one's demons without offing one's self? An existential question. And I suppose "the code" saves lots of lives. Thanks for such a provocative and thought-provoking piece!

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  11. What to do with the demons that stalk one during the day? Mine linger long after sleep.

    Very tenacious poem!

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  12. That demon, insomnia, tortured me at times, as well. Beautiful write, B.

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