Phobia Poems

Phobia

Psychological condition
Having a tradition
Of taking a position
By way of petition
In the mental volition
Affecting one’s cognition

Phobia Prayer

Phobia? Irrational?
When was that the case?
Empire, art thou factional?
Fractioned by the chase?

Satisfaction? Where to find?
Thousand-faced, age-lined?
Freedom lurking in thy mind?
How the dark sun shined...

Vehicles, flutter about!
Effect what ye can!
Ailing aged, random rout?
O for, fate of man!

Shark in shallow waters?
He escapes from the tide?
Be-tentacled slaughters?
Deep wounds in his heart wide?

Transformation! Metamorph!
Poems writ in blood!
Causality, how you

Drowning

Drowning in Fear


This feeling of sudden, impending doom 
corners me with strong arms. 
A deep seated ache of guilt 
for what wrong doing, I know not... 
begins tearing at my insides
 like a sharp toothed rat 
with fire looming at its back 
and no escape but through the walls of my stomach. 
I'm weakened by

Phobia

you always notice black marks on the floor
checking, in case they scurried with evilness
but don’t look at me, no no no, I double-took 
earlier and to be honest I’d rather carry the 
village church up the stairs wearing flip flops

Pre-Marital Phobia

In marriage, there's fear
People always have regrets
Think mud in water.

Night Phobia

His deep sunken eyes
Triggered to that old hang house
When night off get byes.

Otherness Phobia

Life flows in the self-made furrow
You make from the known for tomorrow
The journey you dither to take beyond familiarity
For knowledge is a sense of security.

The challenges build daunting barrier
You strive boldly, but can't cross over
You may try to change the track to win 
The venture you don’t risk for the unseen.

Some known roads will collapse

Phobia

One day while out walking
His left foot started talking
Within the space of one week 
It was spouting in Classical Greek
Kept him awake that long night 
Trying to converse with the right
Thermal socks failed to muffle
 that dread voice
Leaving him with 
only one unenviable choice
To save his sanity 
before it was too late
A do it yourself

Jet Phobia

Oh, without this jet phobia, here's what I'd do:
Go traveling to Bimini, then on to Peru.

We'd hop on an aeroplane, and be there by noon.
We'd take in the sights, hike up Machu Picchu.
It sure would be fun if I could go with you…

The aeroplane's my enemy; I know this is true.
The pilot's a nightmare, and

Creatures of the Night

Growing up, I never believed in monsters,
 at least, not in the kind that lived under my bed
and in my closet.
 No, the monsters I was terrified of 
 were the same ones my parents acknowledged:
 the bus-stop child predators,
  "bad people" on the news;
 the most chilling collection of 
  scary stories

Zen a Phobia

Zen-A-Phobia


Bring me home, 
to live with you
in gardens of blue-
	light blue.
Magnify the plot
	Of treasures stored
Gifts of giving
	Giving, giving,
Evermore, evermore…

My Phobia

I have always gotten lost easily. I recall
feeling frustrated and inept as a young driver.
Over the years, frustration morphed into heart-pounding, 
fear that became like an insurmountable wall.

Directions provided by patient, well-meaning people
have often included "You CAN'T miss it." Oh, really?!
How many times have I driven in circles in a strange place
feeling scared, incompetent, and

It Is What It Is

In a room alone, suddenly you see two bright eyes peeking inside.
But vigilant eyes find only a sheath of light. 
Still you wonder ……it is what it is or…………..is it?           

Going up on thirteenth floor in an elevator.
Look up and you know it would surely

Exposure-Phobia

you've exposurephobia 
you need it to be over
seeking out the closure
you're fake and you're a poser
it shows to those that know you
but you're convinced not true
living your life a delude 
in armour we see through
exposed to all but you

Smoke Alarm

One in each bedroom. Where am I to sleep? 
Little listening devices, dot lime green light
Steadily gazing down at me all night
Surveillance recording my data to keep


Smoke alarms linking conspiracy 
Three roomed spies, tracking my actions
Informed by portion, a mirror refraction
Crackle of speaker tells me they're listening 


Walking beneath their sinister signal
Rubs a demure smoke

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