21/03/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation
Each night
I look up
Out the window
At stars
And the moon
And the infinite black
I see
Lost civilizations
Forgotten people
Born and gone
Before our eyes
Without our knowing
The tremor
Of a planet
It’s heart
Spewing forth
Destroying itself
From the inside
The twinkle
In the distance
Of a world
Undisturbed
And at peace
For millennia
Out of the quarrel with others we make rhetoric; out of the quarrel with ourselves we make poetry. (W.B. Yeats) Here lies that which is inside no more, that which burns my mind and must be expelled. Here lies the greatest of all inventions. Here lies words.
Showing posts with label night time. Show all posts
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Wednesday, April 7, 2021
Each night
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Saturday, August 15, 2020
The Madness
18/07/2020 – Poem a Day Compilation
As the walls closed in
And the darkness fell
The sounds of the night
Crept into her ears
Her hands clamping about her head
Holding in what sanity remained
Against the screeches and screams
From beyond the brick walls
Of this lonely and lonesome place
From which there was no escape,
No distraction and no respite
Despite the frenzy of prayers
In this godforsaken place
To a non-existent deity
For a freedom that will never come
When lunacy takes hold of those
Who stand outside the door
That they no longer understand
What is right and wrong
And buy into the hysteria
Of the latest fad treatments
With no thought of the consequences
Of testing procedures on the manic
Without their permission
Or even their knowledge
Hidden from scrutiny by demented laws
Serving a master as unsound of mind
As those incarcerated in psychiatric wards
For indeterminate periods of time
Under the auspices of mental health
A true derangement of a system
Meant to protect the world from the insane
And the depressed from themselves
While the unstable run the asylum
Which makes the rest of us mad.
As the walls closed in
And the darkness fell
The sounds of the night
Crept into her ears
Her hands clamping about her head
Holding in what sanity remained
Against the screeches and screams
From beyond the brick walls
Of this lonely and lonesome place
From which there was no escape,
No distraction and no respite
Despite the frenzy of prayers
In this godforsaken place
To a non-existent deity
For a freedom that will never come
When lunacy takes hold of those
Who stand outside the door
That they no longer understand
What is right and wrong
And buy into the hysteria
Of the latest fad treatments
With no thought of the consequences
Of testing procedures on the manic
Without their permission
Or even their knowledge
Hidden from scrutiny by demented laws
Serving a master as unsound of mind
As those incarcerated in psychiatric wards
For indeterminate periods of time
Under the auspices of mental health
A true derangement of a system
Meant to protect the world from the insane
And the depressed from themselves
While the unstable run the asylum
Which makes the rest of us mad.
Tuesday, April 21, 2020
Night Time
22/04/2020 - Iso Poetry Compilation
The night is very different now
It wraps around me as a warm embrace,
Not cold and unfeeling as it once was,
And protects me from the day.
Under its velveted expanse
I soak in knowledge and wisdom,
Transported to distant places
By unfamiliar faces.
Where once the shadows frightened
They cradle me to sleep;
And far off lights twinkle joyously
To lead me on my way.
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