Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Writer's Block

The creative process slows to a crawl
My pen is limp in my hand
And…
Now…
I...
Wait…
And now with each word I scrawl
My brain starts to expand
The words begin to flow
Expanding at a faster pace
I allow as that my rest is done
It’s broken its terrible brace
I have lifted the veil and seen


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Revelations

So terrified of what it means
What calls in the dark of night
You are the brightest of light
Keeping me from losing my cool
Coming apart at the seams
My battered knight in armor
No longer shiny and new
It’s not anyone’s place to judge
Intolerable what people think they can do
To figures on paper-mache
Used for money or power
Not important for what they portray
Kings no longer have power
Should they?


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Solution

One step ahead and two behind
Getting the pacing just right
If the world falls away could we walk hand in hand?
And finally step into the light?
Does it matter who is in the front now?
Does it matter who brings up the rear?
If one of us follows the other,
We will end up together, my dear.
My solution in the end is simple,
We stop this running around.
Find a spot that we can settle down now,
And we will have nothing to fear.


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Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Untitled Poem

It's a plain dreary rain
I watch from my window pane
It's time for moving on
But I'm stuck here with the pain
Time is fleetly flying
And patience has me sighing
I've waited here so long
Just knowing this and crying
You left me here forever
My heart about to sever
My life is barren, I withdrawal
I've lost my only tether

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Sunday, October 19, 2014

Sherlock's Suicide Note

To be VERY, VERY, VERY clear this is an Alternate Universe where Sherlock Holmes has feelings for John Watson and has NOTHING to do with BBC, Hartswood Studios or Mr. Cumberbatch, Mr. Freeman or Ms. Abbington! I love them all in the roles and I do not want the inevitable Canon conculsion to Mary Watson. But this was a contest that I entered and had to withdrawl from and it was to interesting to leave sitting in a drawer. Cheers!

John,

I don’t write poetry.
But I do excel in meter.
I wanted to text you.
But I wanted to make it clearer.
You went off with Mary.
You have your own new life.
I have nothing to here to keep me.
My days are filled with strife.
Cocaine was my addiction
Until you came along,
And now the rhyme is flowing
This is rather like a song
I’ve lost all sense of meaning.
You were all that was good.
I think I’ll take a swim now.
I hear the Themes is good.

SH

Some Scraps of Poems

From now on I need to steel myself from the darkness,
My hard choices need to come swiftly now
One follow another in rapid succession
Time has come to rise to the action and make bold statements
Not always the popular decisions to bear the burdens
A life of single blessedness is a cursed choice
What is necessary is right in God's eye and mine


Staring through crisscrossed eyelashes
Looking for courage in diminutive frames
Time will come soon enough
When light explodes through shattered seconds
Experience the feeling of fractured repose

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My Past

My past

A dark corridor
Is where eternity lies
Wrought with sorrow
Pain and Sighs,
You bright up my life in
Like the sun in mid June
Like the sky fills the moon
An illusion of an oasis
You go and disappear
The sorrow in my ribs
Again begins to sear
I guess I’ll never know
The treasure I have found
Until it disappears,
Without trace or sound
The light up ahead
Will guide me home
Never again shall I forget
Where I‘ve come from

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