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Poetry: Shadows Lurk

Poetry Shadows Lurk

Poetry that I have written for my lovely wife, Rebecca. Presented today for the first time anywhere! Visit her blog at My Faces of Life.

Broken notes
from
little hands
trembling
sweating
escaping across
the
virgin lands.

But
no one heard
no one stirred
when
as the
mournful
notes subside
as the angel
quiet
cried
as her
spirit slowly
died.

Nightmare notes
sound
the dread
echo terror
within her
head
shadows
lurk
and shadows
fall
shadows
vile
beyond the
wall.

Mournful notes
choke
the air
demons tangle
where they
care
terror song
notes of
her terror
notes of
despair.

Poetry: His Awful Visage

He is coming
for me
The stygian rider
on his

hellish steed

whose nostrils
spit fire
he is coming
he is coming
for me.

Entrenched and
fortified
my heart trembles
seems resigned
to this reality
this inevitability
this clash of
overlords divided
mind and heart
contentious
and combative.

All
for sacred sanctity
questionable ties
their truth their way
an epic struggle
two worlds colliding
battling and
warring over their
precious notions
quintessential hostilities.

The earth rumbles
mud filled trench
thick with despair
stench of vomit
the rider approaches
axe wielded high
his awful visage
fixed on me
his terrifying shriek
he is here
he is here
for me.

Poetry: Their Sorrow

Life is
but a show
for stars
the moon
and the sun.

Emotions are
for little kids
as they play
and run.

Love is
just a fairytale
from books
from poems
never to be won.

Living is
just a dream
from which
we never wake.

Feelings are
awful things
their pain
their sorrow
strong they ache.

Love is
but a fantasy
never a reality
never can partake.

Poetry: Restless Repose

I am broken
my bones
will not endure
this sum of
memories
feelings
thoughts
under the
loveless sun
they are crushed.

Peer long
into this grave
this pit of
despair
this black permanence
no heart is
left there
snuffed out
by potentialities
by unrealities
all great illusions
die this way.

Deep is my
slumber
cold in my
chest it
suffocates me
entombs me
a gathered gloom
is frozen recompense
for all my
imaginations
hopes and delusions
now
put to sleep

I lie in
restless repose
rotting
no lover’s kiss
for me
nay
my woeful screams
are unheeded
unneeded
by anyone that
could matter
did matter
I’m forgotten
in this permanent
filth of despair.

Poetry: Exhausted

I have hushed voices in my head
they say the things I’ve always said
they echo loudly thus keeping me
from finding my own calm poetry.

I need respite from all of this
can’t even find my happiness
I know he’s crying hiding pain
haunting me again and again.

Torturing me they suffocate
my joy I’ve lost and subjugate
a thousand voices so unclear
escaping reality and their fear.

A few sweet things keep me sane
I return to them again and again
to drink their joy and to taste
the essence of them but in haste.

Fearing majesty just might go
and back to hell my soul to sow
the thoughts that fuel my misery
swallow me whole indiscriminately.

I have these voices in my head
from all the things I’ve ever said
funny though there does still reign
joyous feelings in my heart remain.

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