Eat My Soul

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Retreating to the cool of freshly
washed linens is what my
tired body wants.

Too much coffee: my beat, worn
frame stays barely upright at
an overworked desk.

Imagination makes the most of
what lurks outside leaky, low-
slung windows.

They have curtains but sheer
panels are useless for hiding
the horror without.

A gang of wraiths slithers by,
sends a shiver down my
manly spine and

Cold and dark seep inside
and eat my soul....

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I want to leave my house
but am afraid of what's
outside my door.

I leave the house and shut
the door, but it isn't easy.

At the iron gate I look both
ways, afraid that someone
will stop and talk.

Oh - no one ever passes by my
place; it's on a county road.

Stretching across the big blue
sky is a growing cloud that
goes from white to black.

It looks like rain and wind is on
the way, but I think I'm glad.

Strange, I guess, how I tremble
at what never may be yet when
Nature speaks I am okay ...

Glander

I enjoyed reading both.

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Thank you, Glander, for your reply. Your comments are always appreciated.

As posted on another thread, I'm leaning toward a sparer style ... or sparing with a leaner style....

It's time.

Best to you and yours!

CC

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You, my beloved - dearest soul ever to touch a foot

on this hallowed earth upon which now I kneel -

It's but the memory of you, that fading recollection of

glorious moments past that join my aching heart to a

Wasted soul in an elusive hope that somehow, some

way, I might find relief from a descent into madness.

The parting of our ways was enjoined upon me by a

sickness that struck at a weakness we neither of us

Knew did lurk; and lurk and menace it did until in full

and robust form it burst forth fully conceived from an

Unsuspecting heart: your once pure and noble heart

fastened itself onto another, a soul whose neediness

Supplanted my own needs - those once attended to by

you; and so you drifted to him whose heart was, by

Urgent necessity, in peril lest you, the healer of those

forlorn, should fail to succor the weaker of us two.

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Three candles did burn, so bright, so true,
as I lay in the present and gazed upon
a future not bright, not true.

One wick went black and cold but 'gainst
all drafts weren't my windows closed?

Unstoppable fogs came creeping in and
damped my soul while curling mists
swallowed down another flame.

Changes sure were soon to come as hope
and light died out and darked the room.

Strangely, candle three blazed hot and strong
but my vision dimmed, I flickered out and
sputtered a quick "good night."

nancy drew

i feel like I should listen to Enya singing "paint the sky with stars" as I read your poems.

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Thank you, dear Nancy, for that beautiful thought. Enya has many a time inspired ...

Have a wonderful day.

CoCo

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I cannot shake off the feeling that, truly, all is not right in my world.

They told me to trust them without question, and I would enter into a
life now and future without pain, without sorrow.

Today and its gifts were overlooked in favor of a better time to come.

I waited. I'm still waiting . . .

I have lost today forever and tomorrow has failed to come.

Eat My Soul

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