14 Mar 2007
0 CommentsSerpent’s Tongue
Serpent’s Tongue by SilencioBarnes
A writing exercise for abcedarians – I like the story I told with the form 🙂 To read the actual poem and see the structure go here: http://silenciobarnes.com/writing/serpents-tongue/ – you will also find more info, the video and some other downloads there.
Serpent’s Tongue
Apple of eyes, fruit of the womb
Beneath petalum lashes
Color consumes
Declaration of absence from
Earth’s metal tomb
Forgotten, a past that is
Gone all too soon
Hell is predicted one dark afternoon
Inhaled by the victim
Justified by the tension then
Killed by the witness
Legalized and consumed
Made into a prison that spells out our doom
Named “He is Risen” we followed like fools
Opened the sepulcher
Pandora entombed by her own curiosity
Questioned by whom
Rescinded by one yet accepted by two
Said man and said woman
The serpent’s dark croon
Unlimited knowledge it sang was our due
Venom so sweet that it sang to our souls
Water and dirt sprang forth man, it was so
Xenophobe made them alike to himself
Yet left them with naught in their brains but their souls
Zenith of innocence lost to us all
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Bonus
Serpent’s Tongue Remix
Here’s a version of Serpent’s Tongue that a friend of mines set to music. I plan to use it, and other tracks, in a project called SilentFilm.
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Serpent’s Tongue is a poem that proves I know my ABC’s…seriously 🙂 You can find out more about it here: https://silenciobarnes.net/writing/serpents-tongue/
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18 Mar 2007
3 CommentsMirrors
Mirrors
I see god multiplied a trillion times
Each time I look into the mirror
Each word grinds against each man’s knowing
Until each man’s doings reflect me
I see skies that reflect the brilliance of each man’s mind
Clouds that rain the tears of each mans eyes
Salty rivers that flow between the shores of each mans sighs
Mimicking the tears I cry
Each man that died left pieces of me
That consolidate and coincide with my own memories
So I am history made flesh and stuck on repeat
I am death made life supernatural energy
I am shallow made depth unnaturally deep
Breathless he died but some how I am he
“So breathe,” I tell myself as he watches me behind the glass
“Please!” Pleads my ghost for he wants to pass
Like time and like tide, like seasons that last
From the first to the grave, future to past
My thought be computer that crashed like Phoenix to ash
Rebooted new user repeated new data gets keyed then deleted
Never new but rehashed
Reverse then rebirth we regurgitate lies
We rehearse for the hearse as we act out our lives
Rewind then revise, restructured design
Reconstructed from minds that exist throughout time
Was I born when my father released in her thighs
Or when his father danced with grandmother and died
Melted to death in the pool of her eyes
*This is the original version of Mirrors Redux*
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