I stare into the abyss
Drenched in darkness
Such astute draconianic situation
How deep it is
For pareidolia as coping mechanism
A mirk gorge
Painfully intoxicating
I like to dern in the night
Yet I seek to be in sight
I am an aonaran
A nyctophile
The aggrieving jeopardize situation
My hands darkened with what I've done
I sit in the dark
Alone
Categories:
forthright, art,
Form: Free verse
Something happens when we accept our own defeat
There's confusion and silence ego trip wakens from sleep
Without knowing we abandon our plan to continue
Justifiably argued grandiose our opinions
Even though there's a part clinging on to the truth
Snuffed with malice deniably wrapped in reproof
We ignore it in spite of the honesty seethed
Bringing shame to toughest of men to their knees
I would offer solutions garner values and proofs
But Noone cares about honor and conviction, they lose
Genuinely said I just wish I could help
Even if I'm rebuked I will forgive you for myself
Funny isn't it? One day we will all be dead
And therefore I can die knowing there was nothing left unsaid....
Categories:
forthright, appreciation, death, forgiveness, future,
Form: Free verse
So strong and forthright
My mother
A lady of stature
A generous soul
Her early life
She tried to forget
Her spirit was strong
So her life went on
~
Towards the end
She came to stay
Our roles now sadly reversed
Mother needed help to bathe
now weak with pain
still strong and brave
As this precious memory comes to mind
Her voice I hear so loud and clear...
‘Darling you shouldn’t be doing this
for I am your mother and you are my child
My reply to her with tears in my eyes...
‘As a child you loved and cared for me
and I return that love and care for you’
She smiled ~ a smile I'll ne’er forget
Splashing me gently
Getting me wet
I cared for her
For just a short time
And held her hand
As her soul took flight
~ part of my heart went with her that night ~
Written 2nd August 2020
Poignant memory of my Mother aged just 67
~ HER BIRTHDAY TODAY ~ 7TH AUGUST ~ GOD BLESS YOU AUDREY MAY ~
Contest Dusty Old Memories
Sponsor Constance La France
FIRST PLACE
Contest COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE 18
Sponsor Brian Strand
N/A
Categories:
forthright, caregiving, memory, mother daughter,
Form: Free verse
know not what the world is know not how to move it Only can man accept this world for her shape Accept her for her gifts But we fight over her We fight on her my mind was made once we were lost she is now imprisoned in our war we are the polution we are the sin End not the wars End not the sinner Clense the filth this is the last chance Flee from this scean escape to the skys all worlds share the same sky our mother will not be forgotten
Categories:
forthright, visionary, war, for her,
Form: I do not know?