D.W. Rodgers Poet Free verse

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The Dark Side

Sorry, but there ain't no
John William's sound tract
light sabres flashin
kick ass Storm Troopers 
or Death Star loomin.

Not like that at all
just a feeling
nothing matters
and if it did
I don't have 
the energy
anyhow.

Dark cloud descending,
sucking up my light,
leaving a vacuum
to steal my oxygen.
Resistance futile
and I don't resist.

But with
the sound of,
the touch of
my loved ones
a glint escapes
the event horizon 
of the black hole
of my mind.

Black turns to grey
and that's enough
for today.


December III, MMXIV

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Line Gauthier May 18, 2020 at 10:59 PM Your sense of humor comes through well in this one, DW.

Daniel Schack November 14, 2017 at 2:35 PM nice,simple, and to the point. life and even the best of us has a dark side. comment on mine, please. for my art tumblr.com-adanthemanworld. best wishes. Daniel schack

Eclidah Sema October 22, 2015 at 12:55 PM WILL your poem is amazing absolutely amazing... don't know how you do it but you are real. you are verily gifted and you do a wonderful job D.W. Rodgers October 22, 2015 at 9:31 PM Thanks Eclidah, welcome to the Soup

Poet Destroyer A December 28, 2014 at 6:46 PM Dave, Thank you for commenting on my comment. I want to take this time and wish you a wonderful New Year. I'm making this my year of new hopes and new opportunities. I have a good feeling, 2015 will be one of Poetry Soups Brighter and Better Years. Sending warm hugs. Always & Forever Linda

Poet Destroyer A December 27, 2014 at 10:38 AM Dave, Congratulations on your win. I'm finally making time to read every entry, intended for me in Shadow's Hamilton depression contest. It was a tough fight, however at the end I prayed, and asked to take over and he did. WOW, it was what I call a miracle. Thanks for lifting my day with this poem... Love LINDA D.W. Rodgers December 27, 2014 at 11:45 AM Thanks Linda, great to have you back. All the best for the New Year. Dave

Dr.Ram Mehta December 9, 2014 at 7:41 PM Nicely worded piece of a poem, congrats on the win D.W. Rodgers December 9, 2014 at 9:07 PM Thanks Dr. M

Shadow Hamilton December 9, 2014 at 7:25 AM congrats on win Dave great poem hugs D.W. Rodgers December 9, 2014 at 4:22 PM Thanks Shadow and more thanks for arranging this confabulation of poets to support PD

Eileen Manassian December 3, 2014 at 12:33 PM OH! Yes, that is EXACTLY how I feel. When that black cloud comes, I succumb and try to ride it out. Thank you for posting this amazing poem. D.W. Rodgers December 4, 2014 at 10:27 AM Thanks Eileen, I've come to know more about depression as one of our young adult children is afflicted. I this and related poems I'm trying to work it out. Dave