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''They are not long, the days of wine and roses:
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while, then closes,
Within a dream.''


2014 Pushcart Prize nominee. (more)


Many stories and poems published worldwide.
My work is raw and from experience and observations.


Contact: anthonyjlangford2@yahoo.com.au

Poem - When you’re staring down the barrel and there’s nowhere else to look

Still from (film?) by Director Hirokazu Koreeda 


When you’re staring down the barrel and there’s nowhere else to look


I

I want to die
In my arms
Though I cannot trust them
More than any other
I want to die
Over and over
In the throwing of all
To one side
Caution and protocol
especially.

Deserve to be sent to the stars
And leave us earthly ones
To our pain and folly
In the hope of something new
To embrace
And if not
Let the plunge take me
Where I fall.


II

Dark corners
And late nights
Separated into fragments
Spread across time
The minutes slipping
The hours
my friend
and enemy
If only you could understand.

Is it better to be alone
And misunderstood
Than crowded
And misunderstood.
At least self-pity
Carries a certain type of warmth
And yes it may be flimsy
But it’s a blanket you can wrap around
All the way to the end.

So if it’s really time,
Then toss your farewells to the universe
Even though no one will remember or reply.
But you know this,
Yes, this
And that’s the only reality
You can rely on.

Until …
… in time…


Digital artwork by http://blog.blackpawn.com/


Coming soon,


A New Video Poem, The Way it Was
The Release of my novella, Bottomless River
The fourth and final Part of Concepts to get published.


Until then,





8 comments:

  1. It reads like an echo in the mind.

    Immediately, we're taken into the dark abyss of depression, of suicide, of wanting to let go and die.

    WE are made of star dust, after all.

    The minutes slipping across time
    reminiscent of how we self indulge in what we are deeply preoccupied in,
    in what our full focus is on.
    It is better to be alone when we're fully submersed in our thoughts
    than to be among a crowd of Misunderstood's.

    The ONLY reality we know exists, is the one we know now, right now.

    Good one Anthony.

    Gina :)

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  2. Thank you so much Gina. As always your responses are intelligent, insightful, with measured analysis.

    =]

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  3. Looks inside a suffering mind.
    Dark,beautiful and so well written Anthony!

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  4. Looks inside a suffering mind.
    Dark,beautiful and so well written Anthony!

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  5. I could imagine the main character of the novel I am currently writing thinking these thoughts if his mind quietened. He tosses his farewells to the universe, but then is left as the one to remember them.

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    1. Cheers Graham.. I like the way your phrase that.. he must be a cool character.. ;)

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  6. You spin ugly feelings into beautiful, thought-provoking works of art, my friend. Very nice!

    xoRobyn

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