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Category: Poetry

Some poems I wrote and don’t hate… Also for new poems I write and don’t hate…

Blight

Blight

A sphere of dartsFrom crackling lightIn a circle of ashBegins this blight   Crumpled metalAnd shattered glassBroken taillights On wet charred grass   A stranger nowYour past is hiddenBestowed curseAnd amnesia ridden   Memories flashFrom who you were Something could takeBut it’s all a blur   Alone at firstAnd scared you wanderThen as bodies dropYou begin to ponder   Are you the causeAre you their deathIt’s not the airDon’t hold your breath   Just look aroundIt’s everywhereA deathly wallOf a…

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Kingdom of Screens

Kingdom of Screens

Sitting in this office realm, together but alone White noise, chatter and troubleshooting things Wearing headset crowns displayed for not a soul Then ringing brings a grimace and those irritated   Eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, bored into our brains Looking at these bright computer screens Eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, bored out of our skulls Look at this great kingdom of screens   Craned necks on crumpled spines Swiveling in our mesh-back thrones A verbose dance of talking hands In the…

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Stage Fright

Stage Fright

Will was there Not minding me And mind was there Not willing me And no one moved Or spoke or blinked No utterance of breath Nor breathing of words No muscles could move Nor nerves could twitch Or thoughts could step Or leap, or fly From this delicate Itch in time   All frozen in place Dynamically still Blood rushing fear Heart draining faith Voice screaming silence Eyes racing blank As stiff as my shadow So moved the light  …

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The Silly Angry Poem

The Silly Angry Poem

A vortex of grinding gumption gearing to get out, In the very depths of my being, a tune rings about, Like an honest man with a righteous cause, Charging in without the slightest pause, Marching down upon the shoulders of war, Pounding rhythmically through every corridor, He rallies his troops from their great big cage, Where sleeps the incarnation of ultimate rage, Claws and paws maul the bars and the entrapment begins to shake, Chains lash around, the fiends are…

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Everspring

Everspring

As soft as still water Everspring sings, Lost and forgotten, a haven it brings, Amidst the glacial mountains and cold burning grass, And fractal groves bearing leaves of rusting brass, Where matter matters not in where we think, feel and act, Where ascension lies woven in a great old ancient pact, In the folds of time, leaking empty night, Does a sanctuary lie of eternal light.