Short Wracking Poems
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In forcing perfection by wracking my brain
Satisfaction gets harder for unlucky few
I’m wrecking my being while going insane
As milking my soul gets harder to do
Tears
All there is, is tears
The pain claws at my insides
Ripping out my hope with each gash
Each wracking breath
Brings another wave of sickness
And the blood
The pools and pools of blood
And then I know it is done
My child is gone
I am once again barren
Left with nothing
All there is, is tears
Tears
though they sought the gentle verse
a wracking pain drew up their purse
as thoughtless sovereigns hissed their curse
the dollars drained; their feign- rehearsed
this tragic dismantling
ever-torn fabric seams
flowing a pious demand of the feed
groveling majesties
planted their effigy
cordially under the pew cushion seats
stating repeat
loving the myrrh
silent decree
ebony spurs
Soon to be replaced by AI
Some poets curse
Others yearn for
the 'good old days'
of wracking our brains
for just the right metaphor
or the perfect simile
So. I plead guilty to writing facsimiles
~ ‘cos NONE of the above applies to me
The gates are opening now
And there is no holding back the tide
Pouring out across these pages
Whispered through clenched teeth lest I tremble to pieces
Or worse shed a tear that will not stop
For the ocean of tears swelling with sorrow
To follow in a sweeping wave
From my soul
Crashing across my heart
Beating through my mind
Wracking my body into a shaking mass of gibbering despair
The gates are open and I am stuck drowning
In all sorrows deep