Showing posts with label sadness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sadness. Show all posts

Saturday, March 16, 2019

Clear as mud


Enveloped, as I had been
         folded
into the dark mournings,
one after the next stroke of
grey palette,

And when standing
         upright
among the five foot stalks
of daisies and poppies
where painted ladies
couple up twisting aloft

precipitation,
and what precedes,
a worm, a cloud, a momentary
          levitation
inconsistencies become solid

Silver change strewn across
the steel
sea,
sense
              the bottom
of the well, whereby my feet
have sunk
in.

Artwork by Umberto Boccioni, c. 1902 [CC0] in Public Domain.

Friday, July 11, 2014

The Woe I Know



Brain is dead
heart is bled
heavy chest
interrupted breaths
grave moments
crashing sobs
temples throb
bodily torture
wax-paper wipes
comfortless needs
paintbrush umbrella
wrestling pillows
writhing limbs
screams inside
loud as red
hands tick and tremor
long and never
pitiful depths
of mire.

Gasping breaths
morose prose
muffled in suffocation
lingers in lobes
furious white flashes
deep in green monster caverns
incinerating ideas chanting
noxious notes swim
in flooded leaden sorrow
                                                             evaporated into tomorrow.

Painting Oil on canvas by Belmiro de Almeida 1858-1935[Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

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