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This Poem was Submitted By: James C. Horak On Date: 2006-11-19 09:32:23 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Scourge Kill

Crackling hiss, unfurling smoke digesting the blue sky gray. Thundering hoofs, unabated flutter, feathered hurriers away. Lighted coloring banded across, every shade of red and yellow displayed. While in the night it astounds the sight. Its own highlight to watch. Old things upon the grandest of pyres, it is Nature's way. For in its stead, the sun kissing earth might be the same some day.

Additional Notes:
We are not owners of this earth. What landlord would like the way we have kept house?

This Poem was Critiqued By: Teresa Green On Date: 2006-12-03 14:46:17
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
James, How true, so true are your additional notes. Sad state of affairs, yet everything comes full circle,doesn't it? That title! Clever, telling, attention-getting. The poetics of the piece are stunning, yet the words can actually give one an uneasy feeling... More then that I'll leave to the experts, of which I am not among. Peace, Teresa

This Poem was Critiqued By: DeniMari Z. On Date: 2006-12-01 21:59:16
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.83333
Dear James, Well, If I were the landlord in this poem, I would have pursued an "Eviction", about 40 years ago. We don't have the power, to change the earth status, now - it's beyond our repair. Man, has moved forward, literally stepping over dead bodies, to destroy the core of the beauty we were originally given. Very good poem, thought inspiring, depressing to have to agree, that yes, this is so true. Good structure in each stanza, more imagery used in the first verse, which pulls the reader in, with anticipation of reading on. Best of luck with this. Sincerely, Denimari

This Poem was Critiqued By: Dellena Rovito On Date: 2006-11-30 17:54:38
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.54545
Jimbo,[James] Crackling hiss, unfurling smoke digesting the blue sky gray.[love digesting..eating.....the sky away] Thundering hoofs, unabated flutter, feathered hurriers away.[feathered hurriers...birds, how wonderful lighted coloring banded across, every shade of red and yellow displayed. While in the night it astounds the sight. Its own highlight to watch. [from CO gases warming earth over the last 50 years is likely to have been attributable to human activities"] Old things upon the grandest of pyres, it is Nature's way. For in its stead, the sun kissing earth might be the same some day. [the greenhouse affect/global warming ] We are doing a terrible job keeping our house in order. Now lets do something about it! Dellena

This Poem was Critiqued By: Thomas Edward Wright On Date: 2006-11-28 15:43:54
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
This is raw and from within. As all poetry should be.

This Poem was Critiqued By: Lora Silvey On Date: 2006-11-21 01:51:58
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
James, Please forgive this cursory crit, I wanted you to know I'd read this and came away with that "awe" factor. Yes, there is always cleansing/purification and then rebirth and isn't it a shame that we haven't take better care of our home "terra-firma". There is hope in this for she does renew herself even at our displeasure. Lora

This Poem was Critiqued By: Ellen K Lewis On Date: 2006-11-19 13:47:12
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.80000
Wirey title, James. How did you ever come up with that? smile, I like it. It draws attention. How to interpret this piece? It is so complex and yet it is short and direct. I am wondering if I have missed the whole point (as I so often do with you!) Upon my first read, I imagine a comet in the sky; perhaps falling to hit the earth. Or, perhaps I could relate this to the 'great northern lights' , a spectacular nightshow. Or, one more opportunity to see; in Kansas I woulod easily imagine this to be just another tornado. But, I have to keep coming back to the ending.....perhaps the sun and earth will collide. No matter how I read it I come back to this inevitable end. I like it. I like things that keep me guessing, but I want to know the answer to this puzzle! .......Lighted coloring banded across,..... this line loses its poetic feel. Wish I could offer more, but to this untrained eye, I see no need for it. Thanks, James!

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