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the mirror reflects old eyes that stare
a reflection of for filling dreams and the coming nightmares
these days that went from no-where then into every-where
once opulence and good fortune was fed
now its no more trips into eden and into babylon
and the lust and rage of youth is long gone
the eyes see no more sunshine upon the rising dawn
for the sands of time say theres no time to dwell upon
as today they only see a future with a coming storm
the eyes remember the true tales-the ones wholly robust
but the eyes now only see the memories floating in the dust
much like the prayers of the innocent who souly trust
for the days of youthful freshness is now long lost
like the winter tree naked and bare in the bitter frost
lifes expenses now has become a cost
As in the fabled medieval times of centuries in the deep past,
It’s time once again to celebrate the hidden ugly horror that
Seeks to infest and devour all human souls in this new century.
Be warned that false-faced beggars shall knock at each door,
And unbeknownst to the common people that they shall meet
On this All Hallows’ Eve—all shall not be well and normal!
With their bloodstained masks these real Ghosts, Ghouls and
Goblins shall shout out “Trick or Treat” as a fiend’s true cover
For something that’s sordid, unclean, ungodly, and macabre.
Looking for a clever sweet surprise for the unsuspecting souls,
These devilish minions begin gathering and dancing wildly to
“The Dark Spirit of the Pale Hallowed Moon” on this night!
Shawled with the darkness of souls and their living nightmares,
Ghastly silver phantoms now seek to scare the living-death out
Of every innocent person they encounter on this darkest eve.
Houses are marked by an eerie orange-pumpkin-light escaping
Into the dancing-dark shadows that hold all night-life precious,
As these phantoms move freely in the frigid breath of this night!
Creating a palpable angst they begin shaking the tree branches as
Horrid and terrifying spirits of true evil and witchcraft escape into
The cold-dark ether caught up in the vile magic of Lucifer himself.
Fortunately, they are tricked by the sound of an old tune playing a
Heavenly paean for knowing “What's Right From What’s Wrong,”
And warning them that the wrath of Almighty God awaits them!
In the end, the absolute power and holy majesty of Almighty God
Served as the saving grace to this foul situation which threatened
The innocent souls who were ensnared by these unholy phantoms.
And so, if thou doth question the probity of what hath been related to
You in this sacred narrative, then thou shall risk forfeit of your soul,
As these evil phantoms lurketh ever in the shadows and never forget!
Gary Bateman and Liam McDaid, A Collaborated Poem
Copyright © All Rights Reserved – October 19, 2018
(Tercet)
Lost in the noise,
Chasing your shadow,
Like I have no choice.
I'm scared of the echoes
I’m done with the heartache,
Fed up with the pain.
No more hamster-wheeling again.
I’m clearing my story, wiping the slate,
Gone are the nightmares, lifting off weight.
I’m rebooting my life, erasing your name,
I’m burning the bridges, putting out the flame.
You don’t get to haunt me, you don’t get to stay,
I’m deleting your memory, and walking away.
I’m starting fresh, taking back control,
I’m wiping the slate clean, reclaiming my soul.
I’m rebooting my life, starting today,
I’m erasing you in every way.
You were the virus, infecting my mind,
A glitch in my system, I couldn’t unwind.
But I’m fixing the code, I’m rewriting the rules,
No more being played for a fool.
I’m deleting the data, I’m shutting you down,
You’re just a mistake that I’ll never let drown.
I don’t need your ghost, I don’t need your past,
I’m resetting the clock, I’m moving so fast.
You’re just a chapter, now closing the door,
I won’t look back, I won’t take anymore.
I’m rebooting my life,
And you’re out of the frame.
I’m erasing your name...
And I’m never the same.
Walked through this dying town
A Latina that burned buildings down
A vision of grace in a world of gray
A kind of beauty words can't say
Nightmares real and dreams old
A story of sin and virtues sold
Offered a future and a steady hand
A future built on solid land
Looked through me like glass
Waited for her storms to pass
She went with him
Because she wanted to
Tore my heart on cue
Became a woman of a drunk
All her treasures packed
In an old car’s trunk
Trading glory
For a bottle of rye
Under the bleeding
Chickasha sky
She was the biggest whore
The finest in Grady they say
In the ruins of Chickasha
Men lived for her
By the hour - sometimes a month
To hold the beauty I wanted once
A paradox she had it all
But all she could do is crawl
The highest rise and the hardest fall
Whiskey breath on the breeze
Bringing a proud man to his knees
Chose shadows over a name
Chose a bottle over the flame
She said, "I like the warmth of your light
But I need a man who runs in the night
I need the chaos, I need to crawl
I want the one who offers nothing at all"
I had to go, she wished to stay
In the ruins of old Chickasha
The bottle’s empty, the glass cracked
There is no way of turning back
Leaving gold for the shifting sand
With a man who can’t even stand
She went with him
Because she wanted to
Destroyed my heart on cue
The whore of a drunk
Her treasures packed
In an old car’s trunk
Traded her story
For a bottle of rye
Under a bleeding Chickasha sky
The finest whore with nothing to give
Giving it away where the drunks live
Dancing a slow death
In old Chickasha
Upon the arc rises familiar visage of tenebrous dawn
As birdsongs protest, yet another day gone wrong,
In anguish of emptiness thrashing~ stygian, forlorn,
Screaming relentlessly of despondent, indignant void
Blasting his emotions, clasped in poignant thoughts.
Nothingness was the theme of his darkened night
That brazenly shrouded luminance of starlit skies,
As the waxing moon turned pallid, refusing to shine
And benevolence of Venus dolefully uttered a sigh
When dreams, too, acceded to nightmares’ assault.
Life has been a long journey, trekking hills of misery
In hollow pursuit of hope, always despaired trying~
Every forward step of progress unresponsive, lacking
To rescue him from oblivion, from gravity of abyss,
Where silence echoes fear, warning there is no exit.
He knows intimately, she too feels dread of anxiety:
Of ocean-storms unseasonably rushing summer heat,
Parching her delicate notions of blossoming spring,
Of harsh winters encroaching on her autumns fiercely;
Yet, she stands steadfastly, defying the curse of grief.
Prodding goodwill of divinity she tolls bells of harmony
Giving voice and meaning to life’s reassuring feelings
Clamoring for a day to brighten halo of their morning,
Demanding relief; with her clenched fists at the ready…
Forever, if it takes that long, to alter path of destiny.
December 20, 2021
Poem of the day on December 22, 2021
Placed 1st: Pick-A-Title, Vol 27 Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Edward Ibeh
Title: A Shout Into The Void
The hardships of my life
Are like a clump of maggots digging through my skin
They are deep within...
How do I inspect them? Where do I begin
When I am in profound distress and sin?
I’m infected…but yet You healed me from all illnesses
I’m defected…but yet You cleanse me from any blemishes or messes
I’m dejected…but You certainly lift up my spirits
But I’m far from being resurrected…I’m ruefully neglected
Jaded by the nightmares…striking me with discord
Like a released sheep roaming in the plains of fate
How do I encounter with my shepherd?
Are we ever going to integrate?
When I’m a lost, stray animal…trampled down by a frown,
Worn-out by my regret and knowing my demise is my royal crown
I’m infected…but yet You healed me from all diseases
I’m defected…but yet You purified me from any filth or squalidness
I’m dejected…but You certainly lift up my spirits
I’m infected…but yet You healed me from all wretches
I’m defected…but yet You cleanse me from any blemishes or messes
I’m dejected…but You certainly pumped up my heart
But, Lord I’m far from being resurrected…I’m contritely mistreated
I’m infected…but yet You dealt with all of my despair
I’m defected…but yet You cured me with blessings you address
I’m dejected…but You definitely rely on my faith that I kindly share
But I’m aching recklessly…but I’m still in progress!
The tribulations of my life
Are like a cluster of wasps, stinging me with vigor in my shin
They puncture me deep within…
How do I infect their nests? Where do I begin
When I am in profound melancholy and cave in
Tell me, Almighty Lord, why do the demons ensnare me with their curses?
They won’t break the tension…in these godforsaken verses!
This is the day which the Lord hath made;
We will rejoice and be glad in it.
But we rather are sad in it.
We rather hate it.
Kill, Steal and Destroy
Boast about our joy
Money, Cars, and Cloths
Tell us you got all the hoes.
Why do are women want to be hoes?
Why are we dancing on poles?
Men, don’t you know women are a key ingredient to our souls.
Women don’t, you know, you're worth more than pure gold.
Platinum, Crystals, and Diamonds
This is the day which the Lord hath made;
We will rejoice and be glad in it.
That is the only way we are going to save our planet.
We have to make our way because we are here to stay.
Hold on to what is right, believing in your rights.
Love is the only weapon you need to fight.
Because This is the Day where everything change
This is the Day where we are only calling on one name.
This is the day where we all get to see them fancy things.
This is the day where there are no more nightmares and only dreams.
This is the Day where you will see greener pastures and blue streams.
This is the day where we all are announced, kings and queens.
This is the Day Heaven begins to sing.
I'm scared of ghosties, scared of ghouls,
I won't go out tonight.
I'll hide under my blankets,
and tremble there in fright.
I'm not a silly little kid
who's nightmares make him squeal.
I'm an educated Englishman
who knows that ghosts are real!
I've spent a lot of time with ghosts
(but not at Halloween).
I've seen them, heard them, felt them,
and in their homes I've been.
I brought them into our world,
to visit for a while.
I've made them welcome with their friends,
to laugh and joke and smile.
I've also seen some others
who weren't so very nice.
I've helped to send them on their way,
and offered folks advice,
on how to avoid contact with the ones
who are obscene.
So take advice from one who knows,
STAY HOME AT HALLOWEEN!
Ivor G Davies
Deep within my blackened soul
This dark nightmare grows
From putrid bile so foul
Where bloodied carnage grows
Festering in a venomous pit
Where only my demon goes
The bloodsuckers of the night
Scorn my very existence
Cowering as from holy light
The lupine howlers foul stench
Their savage bite takes no hold
On this weary wicked retch
Blackened tendrils, locks of hair
Burning eyes like fire aflame
Seek to seduce the maiden fair
With silky golden skin, and hair of red
Her body laid bare before me
"I am yours." is all she said
I saw a hand reaching out to touch her
The fingers were my own
All the sinful pleasures I could offer
And like a wisp she was gone
Ethereal shimmer fading in the dawn
No scent was left behind, absolutely none
And with the growing light, I retreated
To my unholy place inside
To see my bloody nightmares repeated
And so I slept and dreamed of frightful things
As the hours slipped by my writhing soul
Time flew away on bloodsoaked wings
The carnage inside my maddened mind
Took hold upon my very being
Taut and coiled, waiting to unwind
As my fitful slumber drew to a close
I glimpsed her fiery tendrils floating by
Her naked body an erotic pose
My wailing demons hushed their call
Clenched fists round roses thorns
Turning before me her body bares all
--- see PT2 ---
Form:
There’s something I cannot explain
We are on a different lane…
We’re in vain and full of disdain
I’m sorry I caused you so much pain
I’m sorry if I hurt you so
If I did, you’d let me know?
Hope I didn’t scar you for life
With my sorrowfulness and strife
It’s something I cannot undo
It’s the fact that I truly love you
What I have done to harm you?
This battle’s unwon and I haven’t a clue
So hurt by your words of ignorance and selfishness
Comfort is so far away from my remembrance
I’m not an expert at this peace in mind in solaceness
My shirt is inside out and I begin to shout out for deliverance
There’s so much that you don’t know
There’s so much that I want to show
God knows my many fretful fears
God is aware and collects my tears
I know there’s hope beyond the pain
I know there’s sunshine after rain
I’m trying to remain sane
While others are being a pain again and I’m losing my mind train
It’s something I cannot undo
It’s the fact that I truly love you
What I have done to harm you?
This battle’s unwon and I haven’t a clue
So hurt by your words of ignorance and selfishness
Comfort is so far away from my remembrance
I’m not an expert at this peace in mind in solaceness
My shirt is inside out and I begin to shout out for deliverance
There’s something I cannot explain
Refrain from driving me insane
I feel like rising from the drain
Go on a different lane or something cuz you’re causing me pain in my brain
Cuz I can’t stand it anymore
I feel like I’m hurt to the core
But no one cares, no one cares
And it’s obvious that I’m too lost in the forest like a long lost deer
I’m tired of these sick nightmares
And it’s like you’re oblivious to my voice of thoughtfulness and cheer