Detached Poems

DETACHED

A PITCH BLACK NIGHT WITH A LOUD SILENCE AROUND ME EXACERBATES MY FEARS

 WAITING FOR DAWN TO SET, I CRINGE MY TEETH AND UNDERGO INVOLUNTARY SHAKING AND A COLD SWEAT. TREPIDATION RADIATES DEEP DOWN TO MY CORE.

 PARANOIA AND DELUSION SYNCHRONIZE AND EXPLODE INTO A PANIC ATTACK.

A SKY WITHOUT STARS, A FOREST, WITHOUT TREES.
A HUMAN

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As twilight turns to tangled thought,
and truth tiptoes down trembling streets.
Once, wonder serenaded willowed winds
now shadows embrace muted retreats
Wary hearts weave walls so wide
against a faceless, coded tide,
while glowing grids in distant bays
bloom haunting weaves they won't embrace

Dualistic stars and digital dawns
Cinematic cradles human ache,
but some still long for

Detached Yet Whole

I wake to the scrape of the kettle on the stove,  
the faint hiss of water finding its boil.  
The day begins not with purpose,  
but with the weightless drift of a leaf  
settling where it may.  

The streets are a quiet shuffle of feet,  
faces turning toward their

The Outsiders

In a world that rushes,
we step back,
disengaging from the flow
to observe, to reflect,
often choosing not to engage,
but to understand.

We, the outsiders,
interestingly disinterested,
bring a different lens,
a quiet strength,
contributing in ways unseen,
yet profoundly felt.

For the world needs us,
those who walk alone,
to bridge the gaps,
to offer new perspectives,
to remind the world
of the beauty in stepping back.

If I Was a House

If I was a house I’d be detached
Secure in my walls, untouched
My roof angled against the rain
My windows, tightly shut, secure
My front garden neat, the back
Garden uncut, scruffy, untidy
My brickwork would be red
My front door council blue
My childhood had yellow doors
We never got the blue or green
My driveway would be long
Keeping the world outside
The gates

Detached Wagon

A heavy load, on your back,
Let it go, just relax,
It's not your weight,
It's all the others,
Pushing their traits,
Onto their lovers,
It's not just you that has this weight,
Millions of others bare it every day,
People throw their flaws and tell you 'have em!'
But just let go, it's a detachable wagon.

Detached Observer

Detached Observer



In Stillness
I 
Observe light
Green arura northern light
In space, in vision
A cloud of solar wind 
Dancing
vulnerably
Riding freely

My twin cell is on that ride

Am
A detached viewer
Become an extension of
breath

Detached

Detached

Who are you handsome stranger, you blew into my life
I looked into your eyes I saw the bloody knife

I built up walls around me so no one could touch my heart
But you cut them all to pieces like beautiful glass shard art

Parts that were so bitter, frozen, sad and blue
Suddenly became sweeter, warm, a different

Blackout Poetry- Detached

I'm almost disappointed
when
the pot of tea is
off the stove.

I forgot
her.

She stands next to me,
unconvinced.

I step aside
and let her
weep and wail.

She's here
for a few more days
and I will
figure this out.

She was sick
for years.

2/21/2021
Credit: Someone You Love Is Gone by Gurjinder Basran, Page 13

Heart Attack Detached-

Heart attack, something in your heart made it hard;
Is it cause of the wrong choices you've made;
Your mind and emotions been disbar;
Through the veins of your blood runs the chards pave;
Hearts detached

10/5/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020

Kindred Ii

Kindred (II)
by Michael R. Burch

Rise, pale disastrous moon! 
What is love, but a heightened effect
of time, light and distance? 

Did you burn once, 
before you became
so remote, so detached, 

so coldly, inhumanly lustrous, 
before you were able to assume
the very pallor of love itself? 

What is the dawn now, to you or to me? 
We

Wings Detached

Alone in this world;
Refuse to accept what is;
My chest feels heavy.
Reminded through others lives,
I'll always be; fatherless.

Each Brick

I know all about disapproval and condemnation,
apathy and consternation are the bricks in my wall;
each brick takes me further into isolation,
there are vines that my tears grew and under them for shelter I crawl.
And in safety my predilection and reverence I explore,
encompassed and bound with my words that pour;
into surreal unearthliness-   I drift,

When a Pronoun Lacks a Nominal Antecedent

What is Truth?
That old unanswered question.
I know when I'm telling a lie though.

I lie not. There I was
minding my own business,
making myself a complimentary cup of coffee
in the hotel lobby when
this man leaves his seat
and stands right next to me, glaring.

"Where is she?"
He wore a workman's  knitted skull cap.
He pierced me with steely blue

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