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Wisdom Still Burns Deep
Wisdom Still Burns Deep
Wisdom Still Burns Deep
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This volume of poetry is selected poems from the works of Mark Cisper. The selections are of his smaller pieces and those that that are his very best as well as his personal favorites; at least in his very own humble opinion.

Listed below are the titles of his 13 books of poetry which are yet to be published that these 50 individual poems included in this volume were selected from:

When Dreams Are Murdered; From the Ashes of a Murdered Dream; The Journey of the Soul; The Insane Poet; The Procession of Pain, The Sadness of the Perpetual Smile; Angel Song; The Insane Poet Strikes Again; With a Single Cry; Silent Watcher; Been Made to Suffer; Anticipation's Anticlimax; and Like an Ancient Temple.

The time span in which these pieces were written is from 1991 to 2003.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherLulu.com
Release dateMar 1, 2014
ISBN9781312053496
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    Wisdom Still Burns Deep - Mark Cisper

    Wisdom Still Burns Deep

    Wisdom Still Burns Deep

    By Mark Cisper

    Selected Poems

    Copyright © Mark Cisper February 2014

    ISBN 978-1-312-05349-6

    The Insane Poet

    Hey, there goes the Insane Poet.

    They say he has a ringing in his ears.

    He is always full of fear.

    Nearly all through the years.

    They say he hears the voices of God and Lucifer.

    He hears God whispering messages in his right ear.

    He hears Lucifer whispering messages in his left ear.

    When he doesn’t hear their whispered messages,

    They say he hears the sobs of his soul

    Crying way back in the recesses of his mind.

    Pens with ink, stroking on paper,

    The Poet takes those messages received,

    And forms the images; his art of words; poetry.

    Dark, sinister, and demonic images

    Come out of his pen from the messages

    He receives from the left side of his mind.

    Lighter, happier, and Heavenly images

    Flow out through his pen from messages

    He receives from God; from the right side of his mind.

    The Insane Poet sends different feelings into the villagers.

    In public they curse and spit at the sight of him.

    They are frightened by him; scared of the messages he sends.

    In private, the villagers are mesmerized by his messages.

    They are hidden within the lines; not between; within them.

    There are young women in the village that secretly desire to know him.

    They secretly read his work and they feel and understand.

    But they dare not ever speak of their desire to know him.

    He is the lonely man in the village.

    His mother and father died when he was a boy.

    An orphan from his tenth birthday.

    All his years at the orphanage,

    He heard the ringing whispers in his ears.

    That is when he began his writing

    That struck the cords of fear and amazement

    Into the hearts and minds of all the people.

    They called him The Insane Poet back then.

    His own name is never murmured for no one knows

    What it is or ever was; they only know The Insane Poet.

    Hello little girl, do you know who I am?

    I’m the one your mothers and fathers and

    All of your friend’s mothers and fathers

    Curse and spit at when they see me in the village.

    Do you know why? They fear my messages

    In which I receive from God and Lucifer.

    They don’t comprehend the deeper messages within the lines.

    I’m also the one in which your brothers and their friends

    Secretly talk about as they hide away with my works.

    Also I’m the one

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