It is night's first light — evening
The world thinks through my mind
The echoes of a bittersweet day whisper
My ears twitch, my heart pricks
A pressed edge leans forward
Shouldering the offices of the earth
A desire to just surmount the hurdles
Like an infant falls yet learns to walk
The one weary of deferred hope
The other elated 'bout a filled cup
The one broken to a love unrequited, at least lost
The other happy, healed at finding love
Life's but a parody of exhilarations
A gnome ignited by fiery undergoings
The man, an eloquent stammerer
Profiting and lossing to antiquity
Love, life, life and love — there's no life or love without wins
Pa, ma, lad and lass — you have no family without wins
Works, rest, rest from works — there's no rest without wins
Wisdom, wits and will will wither — to live is to first die
Categories:
stammerer, anxiety, depression, endurance, fate,
Form: Free verse
No one’s perfect
No one’s is angelic
Beautiful in body
but filthy in heart
Fluent in speech yet,
stammerer in action
Metallic in body but
a desert in morals
Shining star in sport
yet a tail in reason
Close to Almighty
but afar from man
Life’s like a computer game
Full of additions and subtractions
Categories:
stammerer, allusion, humanity,
Form: Sonnet
The prison cell has us held
with a power of it's own
no matter what we do
speak fast or slow we remain alone.
Even in spells of some fluency
it comes and attacks from the back
taking us in our complacency
So we are held by its attack.
We need take some consolation
there is always some other source
to supply us with what, you ask
to speak acceptably of course.
To speak acceptably what is that?
it's many things to us all
but we need to find this
if not, we'll just fall, fall, fall.
This body I have got
with a stammer belonging to me
but reality says its mine for keeps
So acceptance is the only key.
poetgord
Categories:
stammerer, life, lonely, sad, self,
Form: Rhyme
Brief jagged sky torch
Never permanent in sky
Coming and going.
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Flashing stammerer
Strong voice like bomb blast
Rainy days colleague.
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Sky light!!
The moon and stars all give way,
Lightning train is come.
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In my serene sleep
Lightning roar in rainy night
Singing lullaby....
BY CHARLES MELODY (LIGHTNING INK)
Categories:
stammerer, philosophy
Form: Haiku