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The Ministry of Naughty Goodnights
The Ministry of Naughty Goodnights
Each evening
as the darkness
comes
and leaves behind
the day,
the shelter
of the common place
both scars
and burns
the way.
As shadows send
their tendrils fast
to clasp
the heart
in fear,
abandonment
looms far
and large
with gaspings
made unclear.
Then it is
that melding
thoughts
redress
our self-esteem
and pulse
the depths
of holocaust
to muffle now
our scream.
And this
is when
we douse ourselves
with moods
avoiding truth,
pretending then
that all
our days
were ended
with our youth.
But moons
of light
from eyes
of night
awaken dreams reborn,
and thus become
a breath
of one
whose future
shines unshorn.
Each evening
as the darkness
comes
and leaves behind
the day,
the shelter
of the common place
both scars
and burns
the way.
As shadows send
their tendrils fast
to clasp
the heart
in fear,
abandonment
looms far
and large
with gaspings
made unclear.
Then it is
that melding
thoughts
redress
our self-esteem
and pulse
the depths
of holocaust
to muffle now
our scream.
And this
is when
we douse ourselves
with moods
avoiding truth,
pretending then
that all
our days
were ended
with our youth.
But moons
of light
from eyes
of night
awaken dreams reborn,
and thus become
a breath
of one
whose future
shines unshorn.
Published 11th May 2022
Author's Note
Our former lives were shadows, only understood in maturity.
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11th May 2022 4:38am
Man, your title alone!!! Wow.
As I get older it's truly amazing what comes into focus... This last year of my 40's, especially.
This poem is masterful in it's flow and thought provoking in it's conveyance.
🌹B
As I get older it's truly amazing what comes into focus... This last year of my 40's, especially.
This poem is masterful in it's flow and thought provoking in it's conveyance.
🌹B
11th May 2022 4:14pm
You may feel your life advancing, but, believe me, 20 years from now these will seem like youthful years.
It never ceases to amaze me how with each layer of lost youth comes an internal satisfaction. I feel more amorous for life, deep kissing, emotional intimacy, and less bothered by any health restrictions.
I wish I been this open and emotionally free 40 years ago.
I used to feel fucks given, zero about many things....but the older I've gotten, the more my attitude has become that life is more precious, that life is more miraculous, that being in the presence of another human being has become the holy grail of being human.
I spend zero time in conflict....I acknowledge differences, but I don't belabor them. Agreement was never what it was cracked up to be.
Embracing, kissing, stargazing, fire watching, river listening....
Listening.
It never ceases to amaze me how with each layer of lost youth comes an internal satisfaction. I feel more amorous for life, deep kissing, emotional intimacy, and less bothered by any health restrictions.
I wish I been this open and emotionally free 40 years ago.
I used to feel fucks given, zero about many things....but the older I've gotten, the more my attitude has become that life is more precious, that life is more miraculous, that being in the presence of another human being has become the holy grail of being human.
I spend zero time in conflict....I acknowledge differences, but I don't belabor them. Agreement was never what it was cracked up to be.
Embracing, kissing, stargazing, fire watching, river listening....
Listening.
