M. L. Kiser Poet Free verse

Just a Shell

 Skeletal fingers of the past
reach to grab my psyche;
childhood specters enmeshed
in the shadows that
probe my inner child’s
nightmares.

Strains of melancholy
impress upon the page,
a lost youth.

Time’s acrimonious
stampede has
trampled beloved memories,
I thought I’d locked away
in my mind-attic.

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Sara Kendrick September 12, 2021 at 2:44 AM I can say that I have experienced some of these same feelings trying to deal with my past. It is hard but we can face our past also the feelings and deal with them. I enjoyed reading your work. Thanks for all the visit to my page. Sara

Victor Buhagiar September 3, 2021 at 2:29 AM Halloween is a bit far off.

Robert Lindley September 2, 2021 at 6:42 PM Aha, you do free verse so extremely well. This one sets a truly high level my friend. Every verse exhibits poetic flair and a smooth flow of talent and deep ponderings.. A gem and a great fav too. God bless.