Poem -
The Glove's Tale
The glove
Alone
Laying damp
In the morning grass
Crying, for the young girl
Who's life
Did pass fingers
Through this mystifying
Morn,
Where blood turns the green
Of the grass
To the brown of its owner's
Last breath
And where death, did pass
Its gruesome tale
Of last evening's
Most cannibalistic
Repast..
The glove
Alone
Laying damp
In morning's sticky grass
Stares straight through the hearts
Of those who mourn
And remain aghast,
At this most unwelcome
Reminder
That evil
Alas,
Remains,
And still lurks,
Unabashed...
Tony Taylor
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good God this is so sad and eloquently written. I have tears in my eyes right now T!
Wow PoetessDarkly ~ Thanx!!.....coming from you that means a lot to me...... as you tend toward the darkness in your stuff...... much appreciated my friend....... smiles.......T xo
Your work conjured visions of the senseless killing of the young NY jogger. Thought provoking write Tone.
Thanx KIMMY!!....I can't say I remember that story in the news....... but I CAN imagine...... appreciate the ink my friend!!........ Love and ROCKETS!!.......T xo
provoking for sure.... Β Β violent acts have an avenging angel in this write...Unabashed not when confronted aS how it is...GREAT WRITE
Cool!! ~ Thanx so much MARK!!...... love the avenging angel comment my friend...... appreciate the ink bro!!........ ttyl........T xo
Hi Tony Wow so sad Β Β thought provoking
with the imagery you created
poor youngΒ girl it brought me to tearsΒ
But so very well written
Great write my friendΒ
love n hugs Debs xo
Wow!! ~ Thanx DEBS!!.....that's a powerful reaction.....it's strange......this write just came out of nowhere......I DO SO appreciate your opinions and awesome ink girlfriend!!......thanx for the honesty sweetie!!.........LOVE and ROCKETS!!.......T xo
this is fantastic, T....your implications testify like voices unseen behind the curtains of this brilliant play in poetic form....wow, you wrote this in ten minutes? Β My friend you are amazing. In theory, poetry is the spontaneous overflowing of words, but the creation of plot construction characterization and resolution 'usually'Β takes effort....I'm convinced you can rattle off poetry at the snap of a finger, extraordinary....I enjoyed the subtle imagery and Alfred Hitchcock like directorial feel to this poem; he was the the master of implication, allowing the viewer to fill in the blanks without the graphic scenes spelled out; it's actually waaay scarier, if you can do it, and you obviously can, and without much effort it seems....'the glove's Tale' is beautifully written my gifted brother....cheers, have great eveningΒ Β Β
Holy Crap!! ~ Thanx CHRIS!!......I can't believe you pointed toward Alfred Hitchcock here.....I've seen every one of his films......and spent several hours in the HITCHCOCK PAVILLION at Epcot Center in Florida!!......He's one of my hero's.......how in the hell do you do that!?......seems you just have the natural born 'critics gift".......you broke that down WAY better than I deserve because it was truly a gift that simply flowed right out of nowhere.......I can't thank you enough bro!!.....wish I were there so I could give you a football players "pat on the butt" (lol).......you're awesome!!.......thanx again for eloquence my friend!!.......ttyl.......T xo
My Dear Brother Tony,
Let us hope that the glove is enough evidence for the investigators to "finger" the perpetrator of this heinous crime.Β Let us hope that this coward, while ever incarcerated, is made into some brutally strong pedophiles "young girl" and violated every night.Β Let us hope when the brute tires of him, he takes a shiv and slices him from ear to ear, and that the Devils' Reaper appears to collect his worthless soul.
Peace, Love and Rockets,
xox Larry
Hi, Tony,Β
Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β Β i have to agree with Richard there is definitely a Hitchcock feel here a story told from beyond the grave as if the glove had its own mind, loved itΒ
please take a look at the final part of cloth trimmed box,
cheers your friend and fellow poet jeffΒ