The Poetry Submission
by
William Robbins
copyright 09-06-2002
Age Rating: 18 to 127
Picture Credits:
Shuffling along the mall’s empty, dark avenue
and entering a dimly lit unfamiliar jewelry store,
my eyes were drawn
to a white haired, dwarfish man in a black trench coat.
He stood studying the wall where a giant rolodex was suspended,
illuminated by a nearby burning cross.
The pages of the rolodex were made of green iron grave markers,
each containing a poem
that had been submitted to a web site guaranteeing to publish all works.
As he slowly turned the markers
his coal black eyes that sunk deep into the sockets of his ashen face
stared at me with an expression that ripped at my gut with pure fear.
Eventually, he came to the marker he said contained my submission,
which was etched into the metal in Hebrew.
Then he uttered in a voice like fingernails being scratched upon a chalkboard,
"Congratulations on being published,"
removing a bloody dagger from his trench coat he added,
"it will make a perfect eulogy."
I vowed that was the last time I would ever again go to bed
with the sting of a rejection email burning in my brain!
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Woooow! I loved it. The picture of the man was so dark and intense, I saw his eyes burning into mine. I hope it isn't like that in real life to submit poetry. This was a great write. Very, very picturesque.
I agree with your comments on my poem, The Poetry Submission, but at the same try I guess, being human I still enjoy it when somebody actually enjoys what I write. Thanks so much for you kind comments, you are as usual, poetic in both verse and in your other expressions.
I've come to the conclusion that it's what the poet feels about his or her own poetry that matters..everyone else's opinions are subjective..some will like what you write and some won't. This is a great write, William.
Nancy
Wonderful William. I don't see how you could ever be rejected. Your poems are delightful word pastries for the eyes and mind - to be savored not only by Everyman, but also by the discriminating connoisseur of fine verse cuisine.
Welcome !
