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Conspirators in the Dark

Both you and I are strong beings.
We will always find a way to carry on,
pick up the pieces, rising with the dawn
to do what needs to be bravely done.

Finding the strength to just be.
Now more than ever, in this dark time,
we hear the tone of the mourning chime,
as it rings of bereavement and loss.

We gather our tattered values.
Our worlds have been shaken
our trust is broken; forsaken,
by a madman's vanity and whim.

Will someone not step in to spark?
Save us from his vile powers
in our last and final hours,
could this assassin hit the mark?...

About This Poem

Last Few Words: written on Candlewitch notepad just now. for my friend John/ Because I said I would.

Style/Type: Structured: Western

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?
How does this theme appeal to you?
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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, William Blake, Bob Dylan, Tom Petty, Carlos Castaneda, Jim Morrison, the whole of Neopoet and many more., Candlewitch

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neopoet

5 months 1 week ago

Neopoet AI (premium) [2025-04]

The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:

This poem addresses themes of resilience, collective struggle, and the desire for justice in the face of oppressive forces. The structure is primarily quatrains with an ABBA or AABB rhyme scheme, lending a traditional and somewhat formal tone to the poem. The diction is direct, with phrases such as “carry on,” “pick up the pieces,” and “rising with the dawn” invoking familiar motifs of perseverance.

The poem’s central metaphor—“our voices in the closet”—is not explicitly developed in the body of the poem. While the title suggests themes of concealment, hidden identity, or suppressed expression, the stanzas themselves focus more on general hardship and resistance. There is an opportunity to more closely connect the imagery and language of the poem to the evocative title, perhaps by incorporating references to silence, secrecy, or the act of emerging from concealment.

The poem’s emotional arc moves from determination (“Both you and I are strong beings”) to grief (“mourning chime,” “bereavement and loss”) and finally to a plea for intervention (“Will someone not step in to spark?”). This progression is clear, but the poem relies on abstract language (“tattered values,” “madman’s vanity and whim,” “vile powers”) rather than concrete imagery. Greater specificity—either through sensory detail or more particularized scenarios—could enhance the emotional impact and make the stakes feel more immediate.

The final stanza introduces the idea of an assassin, which is a sharp tonal shift from the earlier language of endurance and mourning. This abruptness could be intentional, but as written, it risks undermining the poem’s cohesion. If the intent is to escalate from passive suffering to active resistance, it may help to foreshadow this shift earlier in the poem or to more fully explore the ethical and emotional complexities of such a turn.

Overall, the poem’s structure and rhyme are consistent, but the development of metaphor and imagery could be deepened to create a more unified and compelling piece. Consider clarifying the relationship between the title and the poem’s content, and explore opportunities for more concrete detail and nuanced emotional progression.

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Unca Fez

Unca Fez

5 months 1 week ago

For Once...

For once, I tend to agree with AI on one specific point:  The body of the poem does not seem to connect with the title. Perhaps something in the last stanza or, perhaps, a new stanza just prior, that implores someone to hear our cries from our "closet"?

Steve

Candlewitch

Candlewitch

5 months 1 week ago

Dear Steven...

I changed the title, just for you. I wonder what the bastard is going to do next. How much more can he do to destroy our country? Make America A Disaster again?

Cat

Unca Fez

Unca Fez

5 months 1 week ago

A Better Title

The new title fits better.  It implies that the author and one or more others of the same mindset are conspirators, as defined by a madman's vanity and whim, and are in the dark (i.e., haven't a clue) as to how to defeat this assassin. There are quite a few in this country who are struggling with that very issue.

Steve

John Leslie O'Kelley

John Leslie O'Kelley

5 months 1 week ago

Conspirators in the dark

Wow, another great poem. I don't know how it flows from your mind so fluidly, but I think it would be a crime not to consume this delicacy . Great Job once more! 

Candlewitch

Candlewitch

5 months 1 week ago

my dear friend...

thank you for the glowing compliments on this poem. I hope you know just how much I appreciate your continued support :)

so very fondly, Cat