Death of a Genre

once passing down lore
and love and lessons,
the original gift’s forsaken
and banished by the tribe

like the first stone tool
falling into time’s black well
the words become indifferent
with a subtle, silent splash

passion sinking in quicksilver
drowning in technology
resting in pieces and ignored
by starving bottom feeders




Jerry Browning
Ottawa, Ontario '10

http://emotionography.net/

Last edited by castlemist 04-30-2010 at 09:21:19 AM

RE: Death of a Genre

I have the artwork on this up now:

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RE: Death of a Genre

great piece, I love the way your words flowed and described how things die and are forgotten over time.
thanks for sharing
love Asha

RE: Death of a Genre

[quote="castlemist"]
once passing down lore
and love and lessons,
the original gift’s forsaken
and banished by the tribe

like the first stone tool
falling into time’s black well
the words become indifferent
with a subtle, silent splash

passion sinking in quicksilver
drowning in technology
resting in pieces and ignored
by starving bottom feeders




Jerry Browning
Ottawa, Ontario '10

[url]http://emotionography.net/[/url][/quote]

i love the veiled yet impactive cynicism of this poem, It is a veiled cynicism that vibrates and strongly impinges on the mind, by appropriately "select" diction. . Words , such a "banished,": "forsaken:" "starving" , "passion" are words that emote The versification is faultless, the message is clear.

Last edited by cousinsoren 05-07-2010 at 06:46:28 PM