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The Mourning Rain

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , on August 18, 2019 by dc

Thunder calls,
The mourning rain,

Autumn sings
Its subtle pains,

Worries sink into the ground,
Dissipating drowning sounds,

A stream of thoughts running away,
The stale smells, a passageway,

Naive and oh so cavalier,
As shadows fall you disappear

Into your borrowed dreams,
Stitched together from smithereens,

Worn out t-shirts and happenings,
Your disregard for the finer things,

You’re happiest when you roam alone,
Gliding over the cobblestones,

Staring up at the great unknown
As all those memories that died

Rise high and hook their fingers in the sky
Like fire flies electrified.

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Ruptured

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , , on July 20, 2019 by dc

His background noise
Boomed louder and louder,

Skies bled and winds screamed,
The swaying trees deafened,

His sense was washed
Away with the rain,

And his sanity
Trickled behind;

Voices curdled
Into mischief,

Shadows itched
And colours followed,

Borrowed horrors
Spat out squalor

Mixed with sorry
Old tomorrows,

Built on shattered
Cusps of faith,

It was fate that led him here
And he never questioned why.

Another Astronaut Retires

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on April 7, 2019 by dc

The best way of announcing
He had no new terrains
Left to explore

Was with the city at gridlock,
In an electrical storm,

Amidst the wet, manic pavements
Of a bustling city,

A worried nation,

All telekinetic prayers
And fetishized chords
Of depression,

Commercialized indecision,
Derision and sitcoms –

An absurdist existence
For most folk,

But most folk
Skipped hope long ago.

A world away from
The stifling black
And the beauty of dusk,

He was part of a vision,
But that vision’s outgrown,
Left to rust,

Blown faith bends
The wrong way sometimes

Much like songs,

And that silent, floating shape
Was a human all along.

Unknown Unknowns

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on March 24, 2019 by dc

I lay dizzy,
Lost somewhere,
Soaking up the dew,
Ears popping;

There were unknown
Unknowns in my data,

Kinks that couldn’t correspond,

Shards of cryptic shapes
And stuttered birdsong,

The sky above me streamed
Intoxicating tears,

Warm but insincere,

Like the sky could fully close
And just leave me
Wondering why?

Then dawn whistled,
Circles turned,

The tree arcs shed light
And the landscape caught whispers
As a weary sun yawned,

It’s energy grazing,

Uniformly seeping
Through a new equinox,

A glow licking the distance,

Contours and patterns expanding
From one transposition to the next,

Into something more knowable,
Realised and clear,

Warm and sincere,

In the where
We were once.