Metaphysical Nightmare

 

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Metaphysical Nightmare

 

Whispers, images, flashes 
Haunting
Deep waters move rapidly

Dream or memory
Confusion
Fevered imagination plotting

Insanity beckons
Looming
Shadows of reality or shades of imagination

Frame after frame
Clicking
Taunts fast and clear

Screaming conscience 
Shrill 
Mind mirrors shatter

Shards fall 
Cutting
Tearing the delicate foundation

Death breathes close
Stop!
It does

Poems

 

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Mind Games


Comets streak through moonlit skies
inspiring awe in human minds
and hearts that try to fathom all the whys

With eyes we see and hearts we feel
but truly it’s our minds emotions steal
as in breathless whispers
we question what is real

The world is false, so much untrue
and yet there’s still someone like you
whose guileless eyes and smile I knew
would somehow break my heart in two
but still I loved you

As long as comets race through space and time
your face will stay within the confines
of my mind
Till time unwinds

 

By

Lisa Doherty

Poems

 

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Thirteen

 

All chrome and shiny black enamel, with handbrakes and three speeds

Freedom from classroom tyranny, parental supervision and school bullies

At least for now…

Super heated air, cooled only by speed, rushes past, hair flying out behind

Muscles pumping, heart racing, fear nowhere in sight

At least for now…

Serenity, peace, excitement, joy! So many good feelings, almost overwhelming

Almost…

No destination, just going, riding, flying…

My black charger carrying me off to a better place

At least for now…

Food For Thought

 

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They Call Them Terrorists

She walks the streets in sorrow and anger and sympathy

She cannot claim empathy for she has never known the torment or terror of war

She grieves for what she sees on her safe little box

Pictures of bodies, living and dead

Some still move but are unable to claim life

They cannot process what they see except through the blood red lens of hatred

It’s easier to hate than to fear

Easier to hate than to cry

The rage washes over them in waves

Each larger and more intense than the last

Until a tsunami is formed

Overpowering everything in its wake

 

She feels the buildup of their suffering

And sees the look in their eyes

The intensity of their raw emotion weighs her down

She cries out in her mind

Stop The Killing! Stop It! Stop It!

Can’t you see their eyes

The tsunami is forming

Its height and breadth formidable

When at last it crashes

A tiny new wave forms and begins to grow

My Awesome Soldier

 

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The following was written by me for a young man in the first Gulf War. We corresponded for about one year and it was heartwarming and wonderful. He thankfully came home in one piece and we lost touch awhile later. I miss you John and hope you’re doing well.

My Awesome Soldier

My Awesome Soldier
So Young, so brave, so optimistic

You faced death
Yet remained so full of life

I was here
Safe from danger
Yet so scared

Imagine that
I needed you 
To help me through

Every letter made my day
Too few came

I kept you sane?
You’ll never know what you did for me!

My days are brighter
My life is richer 
For knowing you

Government Takeovers…

 

The garden path is turning somewhat darker

Leading us from the smell of flowers and fresh grass into….

The deep, dark woods.

All around the monsters lie in wait for a feast

They have human forms and faces 

How do we recognize them

They all wear suits and scurry from place to place

on little clandestine missions

Be careful fellow traveler for the path is getting darker

The monsters are growing larger

They come together and meld into one large being

Greater in power than anything we’ve ever seen

There is a similar path in a far off land

It too turned dark, the monsters grew and tried to swallow everyone

That path almost reached it’s end

Until a superpower and it’s friends saved the day, or did they

They saved that day only to lead us to this one

That path was carved by the wrong monster in the wrong place

This one is the true path where all the monsters dreams come true

Be wary fellow traveler

Be wary…

If Only…

 

A Faerie’s Fantasy

Golden streets
Ivory sea
In my mind, in the land of fantasy
Dragons of red
Fly overhead
Knights of old
Brave and bold
Walk the golden streets by the ivory sea
In my mind in the land of fantasy

Darkened wood
Cold, black sea
In my mind, in the land of fantasy
Mists of white
Shroud the night
Wolves of dread
Softly tread
The darkened wood
By the cold, black sea
In my mind, in the land of fantasy

Another Of My Musings (Romantic Fool That I Am)

 

The Pledge
The past is behind us
Where one was now two
Darkness is ended
Love makes things anew

Our love is a beacon
Through storms it shall guide
Two hearts strongly beating
Tested and tried

Our love is immortal
T’will never bleed and die
Wounds heal but quickly
Death cannot abide

Passions enduring
Tho’ mortal shells we shed
Flesh no more binding
Our spirits free to wed

Forever seems nothing
Time slips so fast away
So pledge I myself to thee
Forever and a day.