Friday, September 29, 2017

"Lost" a Poem

"Lost"

Sitting still in the corner of my mind
Trying to find my way home
Looking and hoping, praying for something
I look around and I'm all alone
Stepping back while I'm squinting, listening for something
Do I hear a thought out in the world?
A murmur, a whisper, a gagged truthful answer
Pursue or will I give up now?
Faintly, consistently, it keeps or ringing
I'm a blind man inside a cold room
Feeling its presence, unaware, it's a present
I turn away from the warmth of a fire
Lost on a lake, in a boat with no paddle
I feel a warm hand on my shoulder
Should I turn now or get lost in the burn?
Do I really want to find my way home?

Thursday, September 28, 2017

"Dancing" a Poem

"Dancing"

They're all dancing, dancing in a circle
Round and round me they keep going
With scarves and glitter all abound
Round and round me they keep going
Unrolling paper of gold, such beauty
Round and round me the keep going
Around my feet with gold they're wrapping
Round and round me they keep going
Singing and dancing elated motions
Round and round me they keep going 
Wrapped to my knees, wrapped tight in gold
Round and round they keep on going
Up to my waist in shimmering gold
Round and round they keep on going
My hands now tied, down to my sides
Round and round they keep on going
Terrified, yet still alive
Round and round they keep on going
To my shoulders wrapped in that gold
Round and round they keep on going
My head now wrapped I cannot breathe
Round and round they keep on going
I hear laughing, dancing, but blind
Round and round they keep on going
So I fall limp unto the ground 
One by one they leave not knowing