Into Nothing...I feel myself fall
into the dark shadows that ever appall
my sense of judgement of wrong vs. right
numb past relief... no absolution in sight.
Praying into oblivion that others are spared
from the nothing that engulfs - Oblivion does not care.
I sit doll-like staring into the greater unknown.
Motionless, speechless... hatred has fruitfully grown.
My shadow shivers with awful fret
trying to sign the words for regret
but my soul has abandoned its existence
as it looks, still, for its penance
So I stand here steadfast before you
challenging eternity to collect on its due;
leaving me a soul that's young but battered.
I stand before you... submissive... shattered.
Wow, Lori, imagine running into you here, but it doesn't surprise me. You are still as prolific with words now as when I knew you when. This is especially a dynamic piece, reminiscent of what I knew of you when. I just discovered this place, so give me some time to catch up with you. In the meantime, keep going, you always did that good. ((((HUGS))))
Welcome!
The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
Beautif
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
Share
Print
Save
Follow
God will never abandon you...
Love
Peter
such pain and heartache in your words...i don't know what you're going through, but may i pray for you? no one should feel this lost and alone
vividly and powerfully expressed--soul searing
((((HUGS)))) and love, karla. :( *tears*
Sandie May Angel