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    dots Submission Name: Forgotten Gallowsdots

    Author: LRRolins
    ASL Info:    17/A/A world you dont own
    Elite Ratio:    5.37 - 142/140/84
    Words: 62
    Class/Type: Poetry/Death
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    dotsForgotten Gallowsdots

    Gallows of wind,
    darkness of beginning and end.
    Never forgetting the pain,
    standing,crying,in the rain.
    Startled again,
    these strangers circle and leave me insane.
    Darkness of beginning and end,light starting to bend.
    My heart never to mend.
    Everyone critizing by the poem I penn;
    wallowing in self-caused,wordly sin.
    Swinging to and fro from coldy woven rope.
    Woth me,they could never understand;never cope.

    Submitted on 2005-10-03 16:08:38     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Wow. The metaphor here is amazing. I see this as the gallows being humanity, sufferring, but then healing, only to be cut again, our newfound strength exploited, as soon as we forgot what had happened. But as Alexander the Great proclaimed "Our scars remind us that our past is real.", and some will always remember, even if it's just the simple gallows, as they cry with their deadly moan in the rain.
    Tekin Kashami
    | Posted on 2005-10-22 00:00:00 | by Tekin_Kashami | [ Reply to This ]
      OK, I'll tell you my interpretation.

    The gallows is time, killing our memories of tragedies such as 9-11, and lulling us into a false sense of security, to be "startled again" by more attacks when we least expect them.

    The ending is a plea to the "do-gooders" who won't hear a word of retribution against the killers.

    I realize this is a far-fetched theory on tyour poem, but it's the first thoughts I had whilst reading it, so I thought I'd share them with you.

    Well done

    be Happy

    | Posted on 2005-10-03 00:00:00 | by wewak11 | [ Reply to This ]
      This piece contridicts itself a lot. I see more words than meaning on the surface, and it fails to pull me in, or elaborate. However, there were nice and imagery filled lines, like the crying in the rain, and the coldy woven rope, which i liked a lot. Keep writing and whatnot. Peace. -rue
    | Posted on 2005-10-03 00:00:00 | by Rue | [ Reply to This ]

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