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Deep Down Trauma Hounds


Deep down trauma hounds
nipping at the shadows in my mind --
it's ironic that in light's absence,
certain things can be easier to find.

Tried running away from my roots,
only to devour an apple fallen from the tree.

When I looked into your eyes
I knew that you were never coming back again,
having changed far too many times.

Didn't envy the broken circuitry of your brain,
but instead, I spat upon the seven sins,
jealous of how quickly you could change.

I tried so hard to change for you;
to catch up to the channel-surfing that flickered through your head,
not realizing soon enough, that you had become the walking dead.

There I stood as the fool ....
.... no matter how many times I pulled another card from the deck,
it was always the Fool, I chose.

Threw myself into the muddy water,
and awoke upon a foreign shore,
a tropical drink offered to me by a stranger struck with curiosity.

Threw myself from a mountain of mirrors,
only to bounce on a bed of invisible heather, below,
brushed myself off without a scratch or bruise
while viewing the horizon from a tarot-riddled plateau.

Descending into a forest of spirit trees,
I found a woman -- or maybe, she found me --
who is willing to hold onto darkness,
for without darkness, light is an improbability.

Deep down trauma hounds
nipping at the shadows in my mind --
it's ironic that in light's absence,
certain things can be easier to find.



2014 Penetration Remix
September 21st, 2014




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  1. Date: 10/15/2014 10:00:00 AM

    This was so beautiful. It was like you had a peek into my life in 1997. Well worded and certainly heart felt by me. Thank you for reminding me what happened, what is was like, and how I'm in charge of my own life today. #TheRealityPoet
  1. Date: 10/4/2014 9:50:00 AM

    I remember your magic mushroom poem, a poem which had an affect on me personally, i get the same feeling here, although your head and mine, could be miles apart, your words sometime seem to bridge the gap.....
  1. Date: 10/3/2014 6:09:00 PM

    I like it. The unsual title (In a good way), grabbed my attention, and I could identify with your poem.
  1. Date: 9/29/2014 11:14:00 PM

    Very nice poem.
  1. Date: 9/29/2014 3:50:00 PM

    Why Hullo :D I see this as a love poem - love lost and then found or if not a new love, then a very likeable comfort. I liked it, the tone, even the rhyme. I especially liked the mountain of mirrors-- escape from self, all that built up baggage. I loved the repetition of the last stanza. Hey, you might find Debbie's blog interesting. She is deconstructing an ubercool, hyper fresh, screw-the-brain poem. You might enjoy the dive. Worth at least a look. Hope you are well. I'm writing- a lot!
  1. Date: 9/28/2014 4:05:00 PM

    Rereading this beauty again till you return.Hey its been too long..You should write something Chris.
  1. Date: 9/22/2014 9:54:00 PM

    My friend we men are always fools when it comes to understanding the ladies. We can search as deep as Hades and as high as our limited brains can fathom but some mysteries are deliberately withheld from us.. Great write--big congrats on POTD!!
  1. Date: 9/22/2014 11:32:00 AM

    Congratulations Chris on poem of the day. Done well to the theme... Verlena
  1. Date: 9/22/2014 11:10:00 AM

    As with most of your poems, you have deeper layers/meanings in here that maybe only you understand, which is a great thing about them. I can only interpret from it what my mind (limited) can get. I do remember more the first part, not the latter part too much, and I think the repetition of the first & last stanza went well, in putting the poem kind of full circle. One comment on something (which I can be so wrong) but kind of niggled at me-L3S9- I am unsure myself--should it be "is" or "was"? Going back to your poem, I really did enjoy reading this, it just came across as so vivid for me, and I think we, on varying degrees experience this kind of enigma in our lives, then become enlightened in the most unexpected, ironic or opposite of ways... in a nutshell, one other song title popped to mind after reading this: "The Shadow Proves the Sunshine". One can't have light without the dark. Continue writing more and remixing these gems of yours, Chris!
  1. Date: 9/22/2014 11:05:00 AM

    Congratulations on poem of the day Chris with your amazing poem.
  1. Date: 9/22/2014 11:03:00 AM

    Got me again.I definitely remember this title from you before, how it sounded so intriguing,but it slipped my mind how this is also a Skinny Puppy song, then I kind of remembered--it was like deja vu, me checking out the song (of course I had to stumble on same live video), couldn't understand the singer, so checked lyrics again, ah but now, I tried to understand the lyrics more. Still don't fully get it though, & I definitely like your poem far better,it's more lucid for me yet of course contd
  1. Date: 9/22/2014 6:54:00 AM

    truly excellent piece of writing beautifully penned
  1. Date: 9/22/2014 4:01:00 AM

    The night brings out many things Chris...I have lived that life and while it is fun I enjoy the safety of channel surfing....great read and congrats on the feature poem today
  1. Date: 9/21/2014 5:05:00 PM

    Ow I try so many times to run from my simple roots and lure in the shadows of the jester's mind in a tarot card..The fool could represent a true fool,but it could represent the end of an era and the beginning of new and better achievement.The fool is the stromgest at his weakest in a pack of cards,and yes in light's absence is when We need to look up at that mountain of mirrors which might reflect the sun's light upon our faith.I am favouring this sad ,mysterious,beautiful poem.Write more : )
  1. Date: 9/21/2014 4:47:00 PM

    That was interestingly intense, I found the flow of it enjoyable as it rolled along with lines like "tried running away from my roots..." and "threw myself from a mountain of mirrors..." I thought every ounce of this was amazing. 7!
  1. Date: 9/21/2014 2:38:00 PM

    Goodness, Chris! Totally awesome poem. Seems to me, that usually you keep yourself out of your poems, but it is good to see you in this one, as human as the rest of us. Love and hugs, catie :)
  1. Date: 9/21/2014 2:12:00 PM

    WOW, Chris...WOW! So deep...That stanza takes repeating. Oh...to embrace the darkness along with the light. Ah...but I speak from the point of someone who at times lives in the darkness...it is hard for people to understand. "Broken circuitry of your brain"....hmmmmm...very interesting analogy. Tarot riddled plateau...also got to me. Very interesting use of words here. Good to read you.

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