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Serpentine Clean

Surreal, Stream of Consciousness, Reverse Poem. For Poppy's Prompts Thingo #7

By Paul StewartPublished 3 days ago 1 min read

Minor, that chord, it sounds for us

Mirror, the chant, the fall's choir

The serpents gather for their feast

With empty eyes and honeyed tongues

Minor chord, in dissonance, a fall

That fall so high

The lies, like a newspaper man, I

Am the serpent... am I? The fall

Is mine... the chord is struck

The fall is mine.

The parallel of the man who had

Said it all and nothing at all

The newspaper man, who had

So the chord it sounds out

For me -the serpent who had the fall

I have become, what?

The opposite or parallel of the man

Who dressed the serpent, played

The fall.

Turpentine to clean

Serpentine gleam

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Author's Notes: Based on the words in Poppy's Prompts Thingo #7.

surreal poetryStream of Consciousnesssocial commentarysad poetryperformance poetryMental HealthFree Versefact or fiction

About the Creator

Paul Stewart

Scottish-Italian poet/writer from Glasgow.

Overflowing in English language torture and word abuse.

"Every man has a sane spot somewhere" R.L Stevenson

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Comments (9)

  • D.K. Shepard3 days ago

    Impressive weaving of words here, Paul! Inverse poems that have a double meaning intrigue me and this definitely accomplishes that

  • Whoaaa, you used those words so many times! Well done, Sir Paul! 🍩🥐

  • John Cox3 days ago

    You employed a lot of symbols in this poem, Paul, almost dizzying in potential (double) meanings. The serpent and the fall, I am (name of God), the Greek chorus (choir), and a sense that all of us bear some responsibility for this messy state of affairs. But what struck me the most was the sense of double-talk, political speak, meaning buried in superfluous language. Of course that characterizes the stunning sophistry of this age: truth is what ever you want it to be, the loudest person in the room is always right, you get to have it your way, etc. Of course everything I just wrote might be a load of bollocks as well! 😳

  • D. J. Reddall3 days ago

    Ours is an age in which the serpent often prevails! You have crafted a provocative poem once again, good sir!

  • Grz Colm3 days ago

    Intriguing work. Im Getting cognitive dissonance just reading it!😄 Hope you are travelling well Paul.. how’s things.. saw somewhere you were going to some concerts or something..even Greenday??! Did that eventuate. I haven’t seen a good gig in years I think. Also love the Dali -esque picture here! 😃

  • CHRISTIAN P3 days ago

    Lovely the flow and image of ur poet

  • Real Poetic3 days ago

    “The lies, like a newspaper man” sooo true!

  • Fly Alone3 days ago

    Much symbolized - layered and at the same time open to interpretations. Great ❣️

  • ROCK 3 days ago

    Very, very good. I should check out challenges more.

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