Heeding The Call

It started out as a feeling
which then grew into a hope:
the guy at the end of the email
threw me a virtual rope.
I took my car to meet him;
we walked the slippery slope
of internet suicide websites.
Living was out of our scope.


This was inspired by Carry on Tuesday's latest prompt and the recent suicides of a pair of strangers.  Critiques welcome.

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Linda Cosgriff

Wed 29th Sep 2010 20:43


It's one of a number of prompt sites I use. Prompts are given weekly; write a poem and post a link to your blog and every one who takes part will take a look. Not every one comments (I don't myself if I can't think of anything good to say!) but the comments aren't necessarily a good thing because they tend to be of the polite back-slapping type. The value of the prompt sites to me are in the poems I get from them, and extra hits on my blog. Two other sites I use regularly are http://bigtentpoetry.org/ andhttp://writersisland.wordpress.com/You are right about the flippant tone but that's often part of my style when approaching serious subjects.
Thanks for the feedback!

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Ray Miller

Mon 27th Sep 2010 14:03

I like the virtual rope line. I did feel though, that the tone of the poem teeters on the brink(no pun intended) of flippancy. But I should talk!What is Carry on Tuesday?

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Mon 27th Sep 2010 12:45

i was tricked into thinking this was a sweet poem about internet dating until the last few lines... maybe i should of clicked on with the 'threw me a virtual rope' line!

I like it!

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