Unfurled… a dark poem

A menagerie of melancholy emotions

Confounds the dreamless state of mind

A whirlwind of images lost at sea

While storm clouds scamper by

Incarcerated within unscalable walls

Hiding away from the world

A conscious that’s broken and can’t be repaired

My demented state – unfurled

Fantasy, Composing, Mystical, Surreal, Dream, Mysticism
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PIGMENTS OF THE SOUL… a poem

I bathe the canvas with heartfelt tears

Colors of dreams born of fears

Heavy, heavy the burden lies

Across the land – across the skies

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Fields of lilies dance in the wind

NO!  Beckon me back with prickly skin

Enhance my vision allow me to see

Brush strokes of what my life could be

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Escape in the art of these fingertips

Lashes upon lashes from evil whips

Screams of passion on the medium pour

Pigments of this soul – settle a score

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Never the light of day will it see

A masterpiece?  It wasn’t meant to be

Mortality of a man who knows

The drapery falls to hide my woes

THE EMPTY ROOM… a poem

Salon, Space, Room, Interior, Style, Lost Places
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Once, there was laughter and tears

Here in this now abandoned room

Memories of a life filled with love

But now it resembles a tomb

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Worn down with neglect and broken hearts

Like the paint peeling off the walls

Emptiness fills the voids within

Just as it fills these halls

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He made a promise that he would come back

Then one fateful day came the letter

And the love of her life was gone in a flash

As she crumpled inside like a sweater

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Little by little her heart found strength

In the need of her sweet children’s eyes

Alas, she moved on from the bitterest song

And let go – with farewells and goodbyes

THE REBEL

painting of man
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The rebel fights to be set free
To pillage and trash and burn
Destroying the life with simplicity
Disregarding the good we learn

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If given the chance he will prevail
Leaving a trail of tears
Bottled up inside
How long can we hide
From the rebel who feeds in our fears

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