Comrades In Black
If this were more than ordinary ink upon a page
would I have given, then, more than others gave
who (not being given, themselves, to outright rages)
left no more than merely ink, or less, upon a page?
No. We are but those who strut and fret on stages,
seek a lasting voice with which to voice a rant or rave
in common ink, no more, upon an ordinary page.
Oh, would that I have given as much as others gave.
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(An old triolet, dredged up and revised for this week’s prompt–Black And White–at One Single Impression)
Ron, this is the best thing of yours that I have read. The rhythm, language, everything fit the theme perfectly.
bright, lively and intelligent triolet — whether on vellum or a screen, you capture the miracle of writing!
I think you have give a lot more than that.. Very well written..very unique too.. well I am here:
http://rameshsood.blogspot.in/2012/05/you-see-red-think-black.html
Is technology now to be a bummer? Video recording and binary bits, ones and zeros, with their microphone and keyboard entry devices have literally supplanted the pen and ink hand written printed page.
BTW, I revorded music digitally in the 1960’s (Uncle Sam had that technology then) way before people knew it could be done any better than analog recordings.
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really true. the voice is somewhat pleading yet authoritative 🙂
impactful poem 🙂 it intrigues many chords!