sea of white -- one white
behold the howls the screaming
of callous wind gusts
Categories:
unfeeling, age, winter,
Form: Haiku
In endless dark tunnel,
winding incisive anguish
delves deep tireless through
insensate sensual strata.
Visual surface of being sheared
to shards by excruciating trauma,
sinks to benumbed depth
of tolerant unfeeling...
seamless stillness.
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January 16, 2023
For Brian Strand Contest No 1170
Categories:
unfeeling, analogy, feelings, pain, senses,
Form: Verse
sometimes it so happens
love knocks on icy hearts
and is cold shouldered
in timeless time jagged rocks
are smoothened by the river’s flow
love employs no force
unconscious souls
yet rooted in animal nature
appear cloaked in human form
the indwelling spirit
is the same within all
only coordinates differ
there’s neither judgment nor shame
the sunlight continues to stream
on all life without prejudice
31-December-2022
Categories:
unfeeling, heart, love,
Form: Free verse
The echo returned not,
lost in the catacomb
of cold hearts that forgot
love of their mother’s womb,
that today counts for naught.
The echo returned not,
blown away in the storm
of caprice ego taught,
negating embrace warm,
choosing to love abort.
The echo returned not,
for amidst thought chatter
bound in a narrow slot,
heart’s tears do not matter,
as by dark desire caught.
The echo returned not,
for love’s of no value
to fallen souls who rot,
selfish ways continue
in earth winds cold and hot.
02-May-2022
Categories:
unfeeling, emotions, heart,
Form: Monchielle Stanza
Boy With a Skateboard.
Her heart pounds, the cup in trembling hand
The waitress assures he’ll be here soon
The minutes pass like hours
Her face doesn’t betray her anxiety
Putting herself out there
Easily hurt, another sip of time passes.
His cap is fashionably back to front
Skateboard in hand, wheels facing out
Too old to be surfing the path, surely?
His nonchalance might be a show
Her pretty eyes deserve more, but
She’ll put up with his childish
Hobby for now.
He leaves, another show of dominance
Mutters something about sitting outside
She stays, finishes the coffee. Her cup’s
Drained. Unable to fight, her phone
To her ear. In he comes and they speak
Face to face on the phone. He picks up
His skateboard, I can’t see but imagine her
Eyes rolling skyward, thinking will he
Ever grow up? Probably not, but she’ll
Carry on for now.
David Cox 23/04/22
Categories:
unfeeling, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
Desolate tunnel of wound devouring
Dug deep within the sensual strata
Soul sheared by excruciating shock
Sinks to benumbed depth of unfeeling...
Stillness.
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February 5, 2022
Contest : Bite Size Poem # 35
Sponsored by : Line Gauthier
Categories:
unfeeling, angst, feelings,
Form: Free verse
some days I sit
numb to the world
so much going on
too much to handle
I shut myself off
failing to feel anything
other days I sit
content just to be
prioritizing life
patience is my friend
optimistic
hopeful for the future
balancing emotions
too much, too little
a truly difficult goal
many things arise
obstacles to overcome
but I’ll be just fine
Categories:
unfeeling, emotions, hope, life,
Form: Free verse
I hate my coldness.
I hate my coldness; My ability not to feel
Walk away if pushed, grab the steering wheel
I can’t feel remorse, just another page turned
I won’t look back or feel my stomach’s churned
I go off like a firework and explode in the sky
When I come back calm, there’s no tears to dry
I won’t do anything physical, won’t land a punch
But decide never to forgive, even if it’s just a hunch
I make up my mind, leave, or open a door
Ready to accept if you don’t love me any more
I’ll pick up my rags and reminders never shed a tear
And if you lie or upset me, I show you the door, my dear.
And I do hate my coldness.
David Cox 08/02/21
Categories:
unfeeling, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Deep tunnel of turmoil winding
bores deep within the sensual strata
surface sheared in excruciating trauma
sinks to benumbed depth of unfeeling...
seamless stillness.
August 26, 2020
Brian Strand Contest :
Strand Completely New (27)
Categories:
unfeeling, feelings, life, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
Deep tunnel of wound gripping
bored deep within sensual strata,
surface sheared in excruciating trauma,
sinks to benumbed depth of unfeeling...stillness.
Stanza taken from Layered Pain written on May 4, 2019
January 15, 2020
Submitted for contest : Arbitrium Divisa 6
Sponsor : Gregory R Barden
Categories:
unfeeling, pain,
Form: Free verse
Abyss of
emotions amiss
nebulous
floating numb
sensory deprivation
tank of a blank mind
Is this real?
I feel so surreal
foreign and
strange, too much
change- unfamiliar feelings
that send me reeling
Unfeeling
blindly reaching out
wandering
wondering
how to make it through without
knowing how I feel...
Categories:
unfeeling, angst, anxiety, depression, emotions,
Form: Free verse
In a world terrifying
One must make oneself hard
Because if you speak honestly
You will be feathered and tarred
To avoid heresy seekers
You willingly commit sin
Thus every time it's possible
You purposely harden your skin
Time inevitably passes
You feel strong to the core
And all you had to sacrifice
To feel nothing anymore
And that childhood honesty
That warned you of danger
Are now the strangest memories
Of some far away stranger
And those twinges of regret
As if you have lied
Are purged from your thoughts
Because you have arrived
You hear the clank of metal
As they run a diagnostics
It's an exoskeleton upgrade
As they rewire your fiber optics
Categories:
unfeeling, angst,
Form: Free verse