Hi you beautiful human being,
How's life in general?
(As my dear old Pop used to say).
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| Art by Kathy Schifferer - katyschifferer.com/2018/04/13/catching-stars/ |
A poem from 2009 when I first began writing poetry regularly. I was using capitals a lot, for some reason I can't recall.
Never been published so here it is. Peace
The Reaching
When the last of Starlight
Dwindles
The Glow
Flickering from View.
And You Reach Out
To Savour its Dying Whisper
The Meaning
Only You Can Comprehend.
Will its Wisdom
Enter Reasoning
Fill You with the Promise
That You Knew
Existed
Illuminating
Those bashful Hopes
Igniting
A Beacon
A Breakthrough!
Towards the End of Slumber
It's Time for the Awakening
That You Always knew would Come
Embrace it
Open like a Birth
A Thousand Pinpoints of Colour
Firing Your Every Core
Here It Comes
Like a Drug
You Always knew there was More.
The Expectation
The Trek Liberates
Guiding
Eyes Awake
An Arousal for Knowledge
The Lust is the Mandate
Maintains the Triggers
Firing
All Cylinders
Yet the Barrel is not Straight.
Dead Ends
Pathways Curve
Disappointment Is Kept
One Answer
Erupts Two Questions
Is this really the Score?
The Track is Layered
With the Faulty Steps
Of Those who came Before
Though Yours are unique
Ignore the Examples
To ascend a Peak
Is to Challenge Pain of Doubt
Persistence
Solidify
Harden those Questions
Is that not Easier?
Release
Is All we Seek
A Short Flight
for this cornered Bird
A tenuous Peace
For One so Bleak
In Preference to...
None at All.
You May not Approve
Where You Conclude
The Person You Had to Become
Unfashionable Worship
If Only to Ponder
At the Final Stroke
And discover the Answer;
The Inner Sanctum.
It was Written
In the Struggle
Of the Tiresome Trail
And Trials.
To have found Solace
At the Last
In the Letting Go.
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