Short Aftermaths Poems

I am burdened with the knowledge of a million aftermaths. 

My mind splits each possibility, each more real than the last. 

Each path is unnaturally woven with rapid memories. 

As I reach more deeply. 

I discover that I can see the pieces of a family I used to be a part of. 

And the paths that were dull and nonsensical-

Are eclipsed with smiling fragments that turn poignant....

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Six years after the atomic bomb
Plunked down in Hiroshima 
Tearing people into pieces
Dali was still losing sleep over it

He begins to collect strips and struts
Developing a surreal idea of what he is about
Collects arrowheads, wire, bits of bone.
Defers from his usual style

Puts together Raphaelesque Head Exploding
A tiny canvas with a large message
Showing his disdain for atomic bombs
And the barbaric aftermaths...

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Soul
Breaking 
Lies whispered,
Seeking escape,
Soaked in caged deceit;
Mimes mocking withering 
Posies, left parched and sundered—
Suspended beneath obscured dusks,
Dripping amidst blinding aftermaths,
Idly shadowed by lewd scars of talons 
Amidst alcoves of echoing nocturnes 
Unshackled by your sweet afterglow, 
Healing me with the elixir 
Of our dawning horizons, 
Strumming eurythmic tunes, 
Suppressing starless 
demons, betwixt
Soul-stirring 
Destined 
Love....

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Poetic justice is real
Here is the ultimate deal
Things come back and bite you
So your retaliation and anger should be few

Smack in the middle of the back.
Things will come around and track.
Enjoy peace and quiet while it lasts
Which is a long time in the aftermaths

Fate has a way of finding us; we cannot hide.
Once it finds you, it grabs you from the other side.
Poetic justice is real, karma is alive and well.
So be nice to people, or you'll find yourself in a living hell....

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