Death of the Dirge

By Crush_With_Eyeliner

I will put
down
the dirge
for now
at least
until this
deepest blue
sky
is proved
a fraud.

And even
then
it is likely
we'd survive
on shrugs
and
smiles.

No.

No more
tepid
steps.
I will put
down
the dirge -:
purge
these dreadful
words from
my lips.

Such quick
dismissal
is all
they're
worth.

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Published on Monday, April 7, 2014. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "Death of the Dirge"

On Tuesday, July 15, 2014, Pride Ed (107) wrote:

I love this poem! The narrator isn't very optimistic, yet they dismissed what was troubling them, but only until their thoughts were proven to be true. Nice poem!
On Monday, April 7, 2014, HeadpatSlut (257) wrote:

This piece delivers a nice contrast, bleak, but the shortness of the lines ensures a quick pace, letting each line hit all the harder before leaving me pleasantly empty at the end, good work :)
On Monday, April 7, 2014, carlosjackal (2788) wrote:

It's been a long wait but well worth it..Another piece of magic has arrived.
On Monday, April 7, 2014, TropicalSnowstorm (1580) wrote:

"until this deepest blue sky is proved a fraud." - great lines! I am SOOOOO happy to see a new piece from you! Your talented pen has been missed! Ciao, T/S
A former member wrote: i love the subtle rhythm to this. It is eloquent though fatigued. weary... conceding because it all seems moot and pointless. it's so wonderful to see you posting again. i was thinking about you just the other day.
On Monday, April 7, 2014, megaprime81 (740) wrote:

Interesting write.