Candlewitch
Candlewitch
Sep 21, 2011

Cauldron (eddy styx)

Cauldron

slowly it began to turn
a ball of madness
sanity on the burn

violence on every page
perversions wedge
to great outrage

humanity on the edge
and open windows
mounting the ledge

to plunge into fiery hell
to demons grasp
on the sounding bell

From scripture they'd been told
would redeem them from
Hell's fire bold

where was this bright shining lord
the one the fanatics
all truly adored

now nowhere in sight
on the precipice
of their darkest night

could it be true the scripture lied
out loud in vain
the people cried

great evil has taken the land
to its burning end
despite protest and demands

and so it ends on a sad note
of the reprisal
with no one left to gloat

About This Poem

Last Few Words: An eddy styx poem

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
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Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Northwestern Wisconsin USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Edgar Allan Poe

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Comments

Candlewitch

Thanks for the spelling help. I'm terrible at it, LOL!
I agree with your views on the secured holy place. I always enjoy reading your comments.

always, eddy (& cat)

K

I swear I didn't see any misspellings in this the first time I read it. Does the eye correct sometimes?

Strange.

~A