This Poem was Submitted By: Lora Silvey On Date: 2010-07-15 21:30:29 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Cry For Me

I am little dog my lady resides in stone no more to comfort no more to hold me no longer needed Cry for me with the morrow in the grave I’ll be I am ocean my brine resides in stone no longer green and froth gnawing crimson tide, algae red   prehistoric orange plumes wave Cry for me with the morrow my marine life dead I am spacious mountain top my bladed majesty resides in stone my timbers shredded black gold energy rooted out Cry for me with the morrow my regal stand, a blowing dust I am sparkling glacier my ice resides in stone my waters once tumbled  my stream only trickles brackish and impure Cry for me with the morrow my fish lie floundering dry I am forest razed by the blight called man my creatures reside in stone I have become desert my red rocks crumbled  beneath sand’s poisoned atoms Cry for us with the morrow we will be barren I am earth my life resides in the stone my tears are for the woman’s womb standing empty my moans are for man’s seed—no longer bringer of life my sighs are for spirit’s voice—speaking silent Cry for me with the morrow I will join little dog

Copyright © July 2010 Lora Silvey


This Poem was Critiqued By: Tony P Spicuglia On Date: 2010-08-06 09:54:36
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Lora, I will say; unlike most of your writing I have had a difficult time getting my arms around this piece. It might be because: • I have seen loss and grief; and through it all have come to recognize the enormity of the moment, and the insignificance of the loss • I understand that the disaster in the gulf will go away; that 95% of all species on earth have become extinct and man had nothing to do with man. Or, as one sees (this too will pass). • or I am missing where the metaphor should be taking me and am a buffoon. Of Some news, or “little dog”, or the earth or just loss for the “morrow”, and I comprehend the inference of the moment. I see the loss, the impact of razing the world and the time it takes to heal. I get all that. No, all that is incidental to the moment for me. I don’t know why your excellent writing in this piece doesn’t yank my heart out as most of your writing. No, maybe I do. I am so fed up and disgusted with the faux industry of “green” and most the unscientific b.s. they expunge that even good writing. I should weep more I guess. Maybe I’ll find my soul tomorrow. It was good writing, a well done metaphor, an analogy filled personable and powerful piece. Even to a CAD like me. You know how I feel about you and your writing; maybe I should have just lied about me.


This Poem was Critiqued By: Dellena Rovito On Date: 2010-08-02 15:52:12
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Lora, This is sad but true. Our poor Mother Earth. Your words strike the core of me and I could weep. Of all your works this fills me best. It feels it came straight from your soul. The best in my eyes. I would like to have written this. I would hunt my soul for a better [best] title. Wadoh Yours in spirit Dellena
This Poem was Critiqued By: DeniMari Z. On Date: 2010-07-17 20:35:44
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Very intense emotional write with so much to take in, with every verse you've written. I don't know where to start - You've chosen places - that are not thriving, and with imagery managed to pull a picture together that flows with passion, verse to verse. The 2nd to last verse is my fav. - the spirit is not happy at the events happening in the world - and speaks out loud to the universe as to why. The way you end it - tying it with the first verse is awesome. I will join the little dog is a sad sentiment - as if no purpose seems to be found - yet to find purpose, is to be in every moment possible and still enjoy what is left in life. Wonderful write - very deep, and thought provoking, blessings, Deni
This Poem was Critiqued By: cheyenne smyth On Date: 2010-07-16 16:28:11
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Hi Lora, I have read several of your poems but this one really gets to me. A superb free verse that limns all the reasons we humans are destroying our beloved Mother Earth. I think you started this poem with something that makes us all cry, the loss of a pet. From those lines comes the stark reality and meaning of the poem. The repetition of "resides in stone" and "cry for me" is creative, clever and poetic. The lines seem to gather strength as they move effortlessly down the page. It held this reader in an anxious state until the very end. It was then I took a breath. I hope there are other places you can post this poem as it should be read by many and not by so few as exist on this site. A masterful write from you talented pen. Best wishes cheyenne
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