Shadow Boxed

as the angel stared

its shadow spoke silent hues

painting hard questions

 

to blindly follow

forget the nature within

disguise it in sin

 

self-abuse reflex

this, the true fall from grace

denial of self

Ever Onward

goodbyes are only

hellos dressed in the darkness

of our own demise

 

if we were not wise

we would address our goodbyes

and send them packing

 

leaving us lacking

the necessary skills for

the great leap forward

Good day & well met my fellow poets!!

I am a Shawnee Gypsy Jew social justice humanist who sees tattoos as physical manifestations of emotional scars and lost count of mine somewhere around 20.
“This world makes no sense to me, so I make music and poetry.”

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For more poetry, music and storytelling, check out my new CD on BandCamp (Haiku, Tanka & Senryu, Oh My!) and many performance personas at Changeling Studios on both YouTube & SoundCloud.

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCXmu-aq8RjxzPutvgneIarQ

 

 

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