Even sad dark poetry
Illuminates the paths of life
For those lining up
For the next journey
As well as those
Merely wishing to spectate
I must have talking Poetry in my dreams! I woke up with this in my head!
Poem- Stuck in this moment
Staring at my hands
As the lines are growing deeper
Thoughts with no direction
Have no end
Lack of focus
As a hollowing feeling grows
Memories of what has been
Are now just poorly backlit images
Poem- The Eternal Search
I’m trying desperately
To feel something never felt
To convey something never said
To create something never before created
Or at least in such a different way
That it truly shines as original
And has impact that’s immeasurable
Micro Poetry
Whether you are participating or not Life continues on indifferent.
Poem- I once Built
Plastic sticks melt and drip
On this multicolor throne I sit
In the corner the TV is ablaze
As if a monument
To my self destruction
Pieces of the windows smashed
Spread across the floor
From explosions unheard
Walls coated black
Pieces of furniture mangled
Barely resembling what they once were
I rise and survey
Micro poetry
The Pieces of your fruit may be are not shared by many. But this does not make them any less delectable or bursting with creative juices.
Micro Poetry
Living a long time and having lived a lot. Are not now and have never been the same thing…
Poem – Crumbled Papers
Crumbled papers thrown with disgust
Bounce across the floor
Filled with shades of me
That I am trying to explore
Diving into gaping holes
Bringing up words
That only reflect cracks
Merely feathers compared
To the weights on my back
Poem- In this Life
In this life that’s so hard
I try to capture an image of you
To keep it in a jar
And carry with me
No matter where I go
Or how far
Black Swan Poetry is featured in Tuck Magazine
Black Swan Poetry is featured in the current Tuck Magazine issue. Please use this link to read the poems and please browse this very nice magazine while there!
