poem#11/12: out of time

there are things left unsaid

there’re colours left unseen

 

time – the ultimate thief and conman – shows you all

and then leaves you hobbled adn chained unable to reach as it runs out on you.

poem#10:bereft

he induced poetry in me.

reduced me to mere words

my love; my muse.

 

he lef tme nowhere to hide,

nowehere to find comfort

than where i’d always found them: in words.

 

i bled for him,

cried for him.

 

my heart and soul emptied out;

hollow,

empty

and now,

not even words left

to me anymore:

bereft.

poem#9/12: reports from the lands of brokenness

’tis unfair, but a truth:

each time you break, you break somewhere other than you thought you knew how to heal/to deal with from before.

in this, there is no experience and practice makes perfect that will help:

each time you break differently, at a different spot,

And what you knew before, doesn’t work.

 

This is how you are altogether broken.

poem#8/12: ‘The thinking man’ cares

behold: the thinking man on his boulder, resting his chin on his hand;

he contemplates the pebble at his feet,

Concludes: The world is naught but the pebble and the pebble is worthy of care;

 

he sees the pebble;

in all it’s glory and perfection.

 

satisfied, concludes: I’m a thinking man, but can also feel, can also care – foor i care about this pebble.

 

The world-consuming fires finally arrive at the pebble at the thinking man’s feet;

he screams.

 

poem#6/12: i will

hands are lead,

words are burnt:toast.

 

brain’s melted,

metre and rhyme lost.

But,

I can,

I will.

I do.

poem 3/12: fumble,fumble,doubt – roar!

fumble,

stumble,

fall;

dust-off, walk on.

rumble,

fumble,stutter,twist,

stumble,

fall – hard.

dust-off,

pause,doubt…

but,

walk on.

fumble,

wrestle,

struggle,

stumble,

fall.

pause:doubt,doubt…

walk on.

 

stumble

fall-hard,crack:

doubt,doubt,doubt

cower in fear; lie still.

but;

wrestle,

struggle.

and walk on.

stumble & instantly cower;lie still.

no fall but hard crack: doubt, doubt & cower in fear.

(doubt opens the crack for fear)

struggle, struggle, struggle

wrestle – win!

ROAR!