Sparks from the Gloom: Wading Through the Murk
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A close look at the metaphorical style and the diction of the pieces in this collection also brings to mind that, far from harping solely on the moral ills of the society, the poet equally delves into the breaking intellectual ability of such darkening masses to conceive and construe in their real forms and contents, what is of value per se. Working towards solutions to these, the work stretches from the layman's conception of phenomena to a much more close-knitted, subtle an metaphorical style meant for those that could conceive, analyse and build at a higher level. Hence, everyone, from a mellow-moulded adolescent to a literary don would find the subjects worth their contents and objectives.
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Sparks from the Gloom - Mumbe Cletus T
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Contents
34347.pngPoetry
Nature
The Sad Thinker
Marks from The Unknown
Tribute to Solitude, My Muse
Absurd Existence
The Retreat
The Fatal Law
The Untold Story
The Drought
In the Between
The Sun Shines and The Rain Falls
This Nothing I Am
The Fallen Star
Crumbling of Parts
The Drowning Kids
Caged in Limbo
The Poor Fly
Life in Death
Unrestrained Metamorphosis
The Old Locomotive
Destiny
Absurd Man
The Vicious Ring
The Flood Storm
Fickle Disposition
The Ugly Sacrifice
Me Without Me
The Ordeal of the Servant
The Moron
At Will and Whims
The Journey Across the Hill
Framed for Loss
The Loafer
In Mammon’s Smithy
The God of Darkness
The Song of the Breeze
Corruption
The Road to the Church
The Great Baobab
The Sown Seed
A Funeral for Mom …
Values Destroyed
The House
In the Aftermath of Babel
Calls of Agony
In the Reign of Ills
The Lousy Guide
Groans in the Mazes
The Sinking Ship
Coward Repression
Conceited Dreams
Of Predator Kin
The Sick Lion
Pogrom of Vanity
By the Other Way
Muffled Essence
The Laws of Men
Gloom, Born of the Gilt
Puffing Off Wretches
Green to Grey
The Hypocrite
Darkening Forms
The Horse to the Slaughter
Christmas Comes But Once A Year
The Microcosmic Rot
If Nothing But Man …
Life Per Se
Chaffs and Chaos
The Miserable
Babel Reborn
Bethlehem in Hell
The Death of Essence
The Decaying Ruins
The Cold Greedy Flea
Fading to the Murk
Cold Politicking
In the Land of Ills
The Harvest
The Devilish Cult
These Mean Things
The Look of Blood
The Blood Flukes
Sacrilege on the Altar
The Nativity Dyed in Lewd
The Ritualists
The Prurient Owl
Muffled Whispers
Up the Stake
Cold, Coward Repression
Riff-Raff
Lost in the Flesh
The Massacre
Instruments of Hades
The Gloom
Despair
Fading Out Days
In the Reign of Spooks
Senseless All
Seemings
Sent for Loss
The Sinking Piece
When Checked
The Cemetery
Worms in the Waste
An Elegy to the Memory of a Friend’s Doll
A Faded Dream
Newly Born to Hell
I Know they are Hungry
Conceit of the Fools*
The Cry of the Birdling
Those Voices Yet
Into the Dungeon from the Unknown
My Serpent Friend
In the Night of Day
Air of Woe
Sweat of My Ink
The Shattered Edifice
Feast in Pains
The Bleating Lamb
A Wish in Limbo
The Prisoners
From Eden to Earth
The Lonely Lover
A Lost Cause
Abandonned …?
Mangled from Bud
The Heated Breeze
The Stray Bird
Dark Memories of The Lost Being
My Shrivelled Being
The Woe-Bred Bird
Through The Sieve Of Woe
How Should I Know You Lord?
Me
The Muffled Fire
Hopelessness
I Have Known Death
Home: A Predatory Lair
The Break of Day
Must Take After the World
Jinxed from Bud
Victim of Care
Inferno
Like Jinxed
Doomed Not to Bloom
Flora
In the Gushing Gaz
Rejected
The Darkening Star
Hoodooed
Cherub Decay
Dido tn the Wild Flames
In the Sullen Sty
The Last of a Non-Tale
The Sick Muse
Through the Prying Eye
The Plucked Off Flower
Shattering of Frames
The Lark Singing
The Tree in the Garden
By the Sea Shore
The Undefined
The Inevitable Adventure
That it Should Be
The Maid’s Plea
If …
The Idler
The Never Touched
Simulations
Behind Sense
Views of the Wind
Me, A Creature Here
Fun and Fair
The Little Bird
The Bird of Jove
Foes, My Friends
The Church-Goer
Take Me Down the Meadow
Seemings and the Real
The Stewed Up Stream
The Irresistble Fire
The Little Hill I Know
Heat of Vanity
About Probes
The Fuss Skull
Unconsciousness
The Stone from the Mountain
Maybe
Prayers
How I Fear …
That Today’s Crooked Face of Yesterday
At the Helm of the World
Tolerance
The Stray Seed
Farm of Woe
Essence
In the Wayward Drains
Stretched Hand
The Epilogue
In My Birthday Nightmare
Poetry
28915.pngIt is the heart; it is the head;
It is the mind quite roundly fed.
It is just all that you might live—
It is just all that you believe.
Poetry speaks out and yet speaks not.
Poetry would raise or sink to nought.
Poetry would paint the world would-be
And herald norms as builds the bee.
Its cloth is mild when it is light
Or taut and grave when it is tight;
It may sing or cry a wish;
It’s smooth or rough, still a relish.
It is so much, the force and form;
It’s for the poet, his vital norm,
And lacking tone, the lilt and tilt,
All the poet’s flair would e’er wilt.
5 October 2002
Nature
The Sad Thinker
28922.pngWhat is so wholesome to the mind
Than the chills and glooms in the heart,
When to see well you must trail behind?
What flies in the frail nebulous air
That would not fall on the concrete earth
And lose the sham that was its fare?
Who is that god that would not think,
Held in trance upon his flowery throne,
That for mirth, from woes, has no wink?
The poor wraith roams in pure idle form,
Shrouded by clouds of cold shady bogeys
That prick nerves and minds to sorely roam.
Prying with the busy but, a loony sun
The eyes, with nothing else to do but pore;
Heat the heart, the head cogitates on.
Yet, the sun and its vague glares and sheen
Must move back if cores must be quite fix
And he, a nothing, wields a shape to frame green.
Thus, lorn* in his forlorn cave and gloom
The poor thing lives all his life – a spark
To light and heat, that the lost may bloom.
11/06/2003
Marks from The Unknown
28926.pngThe good Muse of Melancholy, tender and staid
Treads over my mind with elfin feet,
And her peer, sweet Solitude, as fresh as a maid;
Spices my Art-table with wholesome meat.
My whole day in my grotto, so dark, dull and cold;
Prefigures, dissects and quickens up
In the mind; figures, new, promising and old
And shovel me from depths to the top.
My cold bed of thorns, dressed with downs of sweet dreams
Of an Eldorado never to be mine;
Monsters and angels; single or glued in teams
Display nude, what arts are theirs in line.
I pride myself of empty pockets and void groins
Of my figureless being in the wild:
Dad and mum, gone, no friends, no name nor even loins:
A dull gem, picked up by Poetry mild.
That the tale of the world be told or be read
My absence before scenes, loud and bright
Marks my presence in the shades, where spirits tread
And where nothingness is garbed with might.
Who knows: it may be I sink low or that I rise;
The essence is not me, but what it makes.
That my God in this sees me or me simply despise;
I have lived what I could with sages or rakes.
02/05/2004
Tribute to Solitude, My Muse
28930.pngHow much, good Muse shall I fondly requite
Your love and pain on me, in essence, exquisite?
Away from delusive, hedonistic universe,
In Calm Retreat, you consecrate my verse:
Calling to my aid from antique Rome and Greece,
Goddesses, Spirits, Muses and each Grace
That were known the liberal mind inspire
For world peace, justice; and against ills conspire.
In this Silence, away from charms of human folly
That beguiles the idle brain stark wholly;
With myself and your wholesome spirit save,
Minerva, wise and liberal goddess grave,
Inhabit my mind as does Just Astraea –
Then, not much of the Earth did hide me Rhea.
The graceful muses too, on their parts,
Conversant that I deemed devoutly of Arts;
Each, diversely, her best would contrive
That, this poor seed, in view should thrive.
Solemn and blithe Euterpe, in Heart poetry,
Erato and cute Venus in true Love poetry;
And for comedy and tragedy, gay Thalia and sad Melpomene:
All, naming their chronicle, Clio, and his chronics ten,
Tuned up my verses with nature and social frame.
This, Goddess, you know is your own true theme:
You wrought, then re-wrought by your spirits in me
That man, the wild and God in essence be –
All, which piles and heaps of work have bought –
Though poorly trim, but of worth for thought;
And still, I feel and judge more yet comes
That in verse, in frame or name becomes,
To strike the prig and desperadoes’ ears;
The prim, the pure, the lewd: he that hears,
Traitors, qualm-less, beasts and ills recidivists –
All, onerous to many but to you and me.
Then now, when thought so prize-less to me,
You’ve been, is now, and still would be,
What frame and name and worth would be
Those scribbled lines I wrought by you:
Your praise to me should be as true.
But alas, poor thing, how mean am I
That, you to raise with songs and cry,
I lack the means to prove my man!
My mouth and pen to boast I can,
To prate and curse all tend to be –
All what you hate, fools’ soul and glee.
Then now