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the Godheads are falling,
dying around us, tumbling
like stones in history's river,
and we let them.

Not polished, but pulverized,
they are sinking, carpeting
the river's floor with the kind of muck
we tip-toe through while swimming,
try to tread water over.

They are rotting there
at the bottom.

We will swim overhead,
I tell my children.
We are better than this.
We will dream up new Gods
or invite the Old Ones back.

F. Stuart
2006


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The following comments are for "Having Failed Us Utterly,"
by feithline

Rubble & Flow
I think this is a pretty fair poem with a strong ending. The word "carpeting" - it's okay but for some reason I feel there's a more effective word you could use.

I like the idea of the subject matter.

I liked that it made me envision little children with water-wings floating in the sky as if treading through water.

( Posted by: gomarsoap [Member] On: August 19, 2006 )

Having Failed Us Utterly
If only all the Gods would fall once and for all, and finally be exposed for what they truly are; dusty dreams.

Beautiful poem. I enjoyed it very much.

( Posted by: Legs [Member] On: August 19, 2006 )

Feithline
This is damn good. I wouldn't change a thing about it. "We will dream up new Gods / Or invite the Old Ones back." Perfect ending, and it sums up my thoughts on the matter as well.

( Posted by: chinadoll [Member] On: August 20, 2006 )

John Battle
Invented like Vince! Careful of the rubbernecks and dust will swallow!

( Posted by: PeriwinkleMoses [Member] On: August 21, 2006 )

Liked this so much...
Feith
because as it evokes a unique voice and sense of unseen power. I think of those false ideals crumbling before us, institutions of government, thought, culture and even religion. The foundations crack and empty into the tides of change, thus the use of stone and water works so effectively in this poem. I think once we show our children their inner power to reflect and decipher life, they can envision a new philosophy, a new set of ideals and retreive those which work from the past. I enjoyed this poem and found much to ruminate on poetically.

thank you
my best,
Wendy

( Posted by: Gwendrina [Member] On: August 22, 2006 )





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