echoes_s
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and in the midst of a flood
I have been notified two poems of mine are being published in a Canadian Anthology book from the depressed poets society (heh)
called Sharing the Dark
the two poems are
whisper-walk
lifeless calm,
deadpan droop
reverberating silence,
quivered sighs
in eerie gray
drawn blankness,
a dry brush
scratching canvas,
scattered bristles
a tired drag
fleeted reprieve,
an incomplete second
knowing you are here
“just one more step”
whispers again
and...
shaky morning
my mind wobbled a bit
breath hesitated,
tears formed,
love and death
with madrigal meaning,
lust, life and Christ...
Where does it all fit?
silent incantations,
self-esteem boost,
repetitive consideration,
reflexive caffeine sips,
the sun’s cape glimmered
off snow flounders
peeking through my window.
a sigh with so much meaning
yet meaningless slips
into sleepiness,
idle time blunders
as I creep back to bed,
it’s too early to wake,
weakness hasn’t
enough strength
yet.
I have been notified two poems of mine are being published in a Canadian Anthology book from the depressed poets society (heh)
called Sharing the Dark
the two poems are
whisper-walk
lifeless calm,
deadpan droop
reverberating silence,
quivered sighs
in eerie gray
drawn blankness,
a dry brush
scratching canvas,
scattered bristles
a tired drag
fleeted reprieve,
an incomplete second
knowing you are here
“just one more step”
whispers again
and...
shaky morning
my mind wobbled a bit
breath hesitated,
tears formed,
love and death
with madrigal meaning,
lust, life and Christ...
Where does it all fit?
silent incantations,
self-esteem boost,
repetitive consideration,
reflexive caffeine sips,
the sun’s cape glimmered
off snow flounders
peeking through my window.
a sigh with so much meaning
yet meaningless slips
into sleepiness,
idle time blunders
as I creep back to bed,
it’s too early to wake,
weakness hasn’t
enough strength
yet.