Ghost in the System

There is a ghost in the system

Everywhere I look

Eyes, following

Faceless arbitrary

Being

It walks the lines that blur

Humanity from itself

Wears our skin, but

The mind is pure

Know the spy

That lurks

Behind

Surround yourself with empathy

Strictly emotionally speaking

It won’t know the difference

Creatures not withstanding

Between you and I, two in

One, imitation profound

They may take our

Bodies but they

Can never take

The Soul.

* My latest contribution to the wonderful One Shot Poetry Wednesdays! Once you’ve had a look, check out some of the other One Shot Poets as well– they’re a skilled bunch of poets, looking to form a community and support one another.  Enjoy!

Existential Freedom

Existential elation

The night’s revelation

Soul’s sweetest evocation

Mind longs to improvise

To sleep, yet rise

Above the lies

Until we admit

The body is unfit—

Do not think to hear it

To bear the broken madness

Never fail to aggress

This fairest stress

To break the blind

That stalks the mind

May yet free mankind.

* For the first Monday Poetry Potluck!

Simple Pleasures

Bated breaths beget

the faintest smiles–

Caresses on the back

Coax featherlight illuminations

of rasping heat

Winding in the darkest places

of the Mind.

Illusory Ecstasy

Lies locked behind

the Pleasures of the Soul.

Such devious ruminations

on the Nature of Expectation.

My latest contribution to the wonderful One Shot Poetry Wednesdays! Once you’ve had a look, check out some of the other One Shot Poets, as well– they’re a skilled bunch of poets, looking to form a community and support one another.  Enjoy!

To Dream

I soar

Unmoving

Over Emerald Fields

A bird upon the wind

As mere Humans cannot be.

I am the Shark

Within the waves

Of Mystery,

Unbidden.

I see the Depths

No Man was meant to see.

I am a Man

Within the city,

But the city falls

And I float through Chaos

Without Fear—

But I am not the Order.

I Create but cannot

Control

The Madness of my Mind.

Neither Walls nor Chains

Can hold me back.

Sonic Bursts

There is a force inside of me—

A sound unheard

A sight unseen.

Sonic bursts

Explode within my mind,

Springing forth

Menageries

Of ruptured thought—

Half-man, half-beast

Tumbling through the hoops

Of society’s round-top.

They shrink,

The world below

A sea of eyes.