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!

Sweet Escape

Sweet escape

The mind’s surrender

Serenade of oblivion—

I close my eyes

And it goes, goes

The world

Absence of thought

In the darkness of being

Silence

All reconsiderations

This mind is empty now—

And the stars may shine beyond

But this twisted moon is in eclipse

And I am sinking

Down into the blackest hole

Of existence—

You see me, but I

No I do not see you,

I think no more

Therefore

I am

Not.

Restless Nightmares Break…

A significantly darker piece than what most of my recent work has been, just in time for the first One Shot Poetry Wednesday. Once you’ve had a look, check out One Shot Poetry, too–a bunch of great poets, looking to form a community and support one another.  Enjoy!

Restless nightmares break,

From wretched slumber do I wake

To a world of endless night—

Thunderous choirs make me crouch in fright.

High above us wraiths now soar,

Men clasp their ears to deafen their roar.

Over hills and shattered streets,

The bands come marching to woeful beats.

A hundred thousand voices cry,

Then all the singers die.