Category Archives: lost

Erstwhile Failure

Howdy howdy. I’ve got a new poem for you today. Another sad one I know, but I think you’ll really enjoy. Let me know what you think in the comments below! Without further ado…

Erstwhile Failure

So there he sat,

surrounded by his closest friends,

at the edge of the world

wondering again.

Lies, he thought,

seemed all they taught.

His being alone was evidence of this,

evidence of his jubilant bliss.

It was always a shame

they never got along,

for now he thought it might be wrong

to lie upon a bed of blame.

He wanted.

That was all.

He couldn’t be but vaunted.

He always did stand too tall.

Here at the edge of the world,

he sits and wonders

if his tapestry of blunders

has yet been unfurled.

Agency

Howdy folks! Haven’t posted in a bit but I hope you like the poem (even though it kinda sucks). Without further ado…

Agency

It feels like it always did, I think.

I drink.

I’m trying to find the missing link.

I sink.

The drowned man is never dead,

for there he sleeps inside his bed,

with all the bad little things

that are just inside his head.

Whiskey in the barrel,

whiskey in the cup,

whiskey in the bottle,

whiskey in the cup.

Drink, drank, drunk.

Something in the night that makes a thump.

I cannot see,

I cannot hear,

I cannot bear to be so free.

So here I sit

and bide my time,

for it means much to me

that there be roots beneath this tree.

Ribbed and Smothered by Light and Shadow

Good evening, everybody. Dark today? Weirdly warm too. Nothing ever makes sense in the midwest. I graduate now in less than a month and I have never been happier to be finished with something. I want to be unconscious for a week. Without further ado, a poem.

Ribbed and Smothered by Light and Shadow

Lights compete for attention,

splayed across those places

where shadows have faces.

Seeing,

that light,

those bands

in all their dreary graces.

Sometimes I wonder

why all that’s made

are paces.

From one,

to one another,

are the faces bound in leather?

Are the faces well and truly weathered?

The door again,

to there again,

I see the light home again.

Then,

I grasp the handle.

Flatline

Good afternoon! Anybody like heartbreak? No? Shut up and read this poem! It really won’t help but I bet you’ll think twice next time about NOT reading my poems. Let me know what you think in the comments below and don’t forget you can put your email in to get reminders of when i post. Without further ado…

Flatline

It was always meant to be for you.

Those two little words,

I do.

I’d slip the band around your finger,

gingerly,

cautiously,

and there for a moment,

I’d linger.

In your eyes I saw a light.

You’d hear my voice

and see my face,

and they would only get so bright.

Beep, beep, beep, beep…

Only now, I see not light,

but a wight.

Your memory haunts and stalks

with skin as white as chalk.

Why would you condemn me to this?

To dream of you in all your grace

then wake to cold embrace?

I’d almost managed to forget.

You’re thinking of me?

When will you leave me be?

Lost Away

Good afternoon! I’m feeling a bit down today, like most days this year, but I’ve much work to do and the toil is never done. I hope you enjoy this little poem about being lost. Without further ado…

Lost Away

In the dim evening light,

hastily scrawled vines

crawl up the old brick

that lies before me.

Above,

leaves.

They gently twist in the wind

as the smoke from a man’s cigarette

drifts across the aged timbers of an old deck.

In the dark,

only with my eyes

can one see

the twinkling of ancient stars

and the stones they light beneath them.

Does it make sense

that I am here,

and yet,

lost?

I would seek to find my way

through the labyrinth.

Were it not for Ariadne,

would I be so lost?

The string seems to lead

further and further

into the dark

with no end in sight.

I do not remember treading this path.

It is lost to me,

the way home.

The way out.

Looking up,

I see the stars

and hope they’ll lead me away

but tonight,

like most nights,

I feel I am led astray.