Short Retinas Poems
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Lawman
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My 9 mm
Spits fire
Thirteen times
The usher of just desserts
Red orange ghost
Etched on the retinas
Of uncaring eyes
No right or wrong
Making the hard decision
So very easy
Shrouded in ebon
Becoming one
With the shadow
A vigilante
The night a killer with retinas that burn,
all verses running mad
Fists of silence coming out of the dark,
opening up to grab
Fingers choking the last vocal chord,
strangulation by command
The quiet finality of a voice now gone
—gripped in my own hands
(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)
Screens stretched across the Modern World,
rivalling our natural vision.
Eyes, lenses, and optic nerves strained
Retinas, pupils, irises, tears.
Most affected?
A Feast of Fatigued Eyes
that rivalled ancient scribes' affliction
Eyes as interfaces
Eyes as digital portals
Eyes, the sacrifice given to Progress' children
NOVEMBER 2022
Rightly so, the poppies flood
Early in the winter sky
Merrily stood in field, and this
Existence of mine has passed by
Maybe they'd watch us contend
But are authorities ever sober?
Early now, in Winter's sky
Realise how they owed her
Unwillingly ignorant to the loss, they'll be
Scorching their retinas, a veil of red
When my eyes fold,
they go not to rest,
they fall into rivers that flow behind the retinas
this is a painting of unfulfilled dreams dancing in lonely grave
Suffocation is the metaphor for staying awake at 2am,
to demonstrate image of pain
as i await the monster folded in my bones to break fast
depression becomes the invisible bug that flies on the skin of nights.
Eyes teleporting in zig zags
Spamming like daggers
Humanoid skull
Veins expanding out
Skeleton hand orbiting
Soul screaming
Love burning
Shrouded in darkness
It's hard to frame it in a picture
It's hard to add it in a mixture
Abstract emotions are swelling behind the light of my
retinas
Demonic angels i guess
A challenge to a game of chess
I'll chant a curse and I'll bless it
Abstractually speaking
Sapphire reflections of a time when life seemed all but simple. The smell of plantains and coconut steamed skin was yet another reminder of the summer before. I still remember the way Denim floated against waves so opulent with Artic hues. The memory of you that day burned into my retinas. Skin as dark as Royal, Steel eyes wrapped in Azure clothing with sweet Persian beneath your feet. Share with me your virtue as we navigate Periwinkle ripples.
As hard as one can possibly stare
I stared into the setting sun
My retinas burned on solar flare
Yet, I didn’t turn ‘til it was done
I promised self to take the time
To witness beauty upon descent
Just what really inspired rhyme
Now I know just what they meant
For life, a sleepless voyage be
Can be changed if we only choose
Take the time, yes, try to see
Gather it all, you cannot lose
This, I learned then to be true
I share it now to give to you
Tartaric acid rain of the lost calligraphy
Peels to melt the running emotions
Drains clog beneath dynasties
Commerce to no one in seas
Pourtant je vois ceasefire
See a spark of defiance
Harlequin of belle dame misery
Catatonic brutality ends within me
Phantom of these nigh-mares
Shriek away stares orbs no retinas
Telltale sen em bras lambent
Am I dying nevermore
Mourning my own demises gavotte masquerade
Is that a shimmer of light on my finale
Her embedded dialect,
Savored
I become a speechless stanza,
Craving her conjugated inhales
Hopped up grins,
Engorge momentary lapse of pre-judgments
Grandfathered seconds pass my retinas with
3rd eye epiphanies,
As she encroaches my textured tomorrows
How do I fly upon this gifted morn
When her lily-coated grins placate my Gaia wings,
Without uncertainty’s scorn
How do I breathe new breaths,
When her articulated verbs
Conjugate my silence
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©Drake J. Eszes