goldenmyst
Poem Published
15th Nov 2022 4:18am
15th Nov 2022 4:18am
Father
Father
Father where am I now that you are dust
Are my bones the sunken treasure of your legacy?
Your ghost follows my shadow
like a leper lost in an apothecary of the soul
Who wore a uniform
like a centurion flying on eagle’s wings
On a Hellenic march
to an acropolis of the mind
Where you languished with Mom
in Drachma beatitude
For an unbearable silence
broken by cat murmur
When mercy was a flower
in the shade of a Doric column
Teetering on the brink of tragedy
But moments stolen like the...
Father where am I now that you are dust
Are my bones the sunken treasure of your legacy?
Your ghost follows my shadow
like a leper lost in an apothecary of the soul
Who wore a uniform
like a centurion flying on eagle’s wings
On a Hellenic march
to an acropolis of the mind
Where you languished with Mom
in Drachma beatitude
For an unbearable silence
broken by cat murmur
When mercy was a flower
in the shade of a Doric column
Teetering on the brink of tragedy
But moments stolen like the...
#grief
#father
#parent
#marriage
#forgiveness
265 reads
7 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
15th Nov 2022 4:18am
15th Nov 2022 4:18am
Father
Father
Father where am I now that you are dust
Are my bones the sunken treasure of your legacy?
Your ghost follows my shadow
like a leper lost in an apothecary of the soul
Who wore a uniform
like a centurion flying on eagle’s wings
On a Hellenic march
to an acropolis of the mind
Where you languished with Mom
in Drachma beatitude
For an unbearable silence
broken by cat murmur
When mercy was a flower
in the shade of a Doric column
Teetering on the brink of tragedy
But moments stolen like the...
Father where am I now that you are dust
Are my bones the sunken treasure of your legacy?
Your ghost follows my shadow
like a leper lost in an apothecary of the soul
Who wore a uniform
like a centurion flying on eagle’s wings
On a Hellenic march
to an acropolis of the mind
Where you languished with Mom
in Drachma beatitude
For an unbearable silence
broken by cat murmur
When mercy was a flower
in the shade of a Doric column
Teetering on the brink of tragedy
But moments stolen like the...
#grief
#father
#parent
#marriage
#forgiveness
265 reads
7 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
15th Nov 2022 4:18am
15th Nov 2022 4:18am
Father
Father
Father where am I now that you are dust
Are my bones the sunken treasure of your legacy?
Your ghost follows my shadow
like a leper lost in an apothecary of the soul
Who wore a uniform
like a centurion flying on eagle’s wings
On a Hellenic march
to an acropolis of the mind
Where you languished with Mom
in Drachma beatitude
For an unbearable silence
broken by cat murmur
When mercy was a flower
in the shade of a Doric column
Teetering on the brink of tragedy
But moments stolen like the...
Father where am I now that you are dust
Are my bones the sunken treasure of your legacy?
Your ghost follows my shadow
like a leper lost in an apothecary of the soul
Who wore a uniform
like a centurion flying on eagle’s wings
On a Hellenic march
to an acropolis of the mind
Where you languished with Mom
in Drachma beatitude
For an unbearable silence
broken by cat murmur
When mercy was a flower
in the shade of a Doric column
Teetering on the brink of tragedy
But moments stolen like the...
#grief
#father
#parent
#marriage
#forgiveness
265 reads
7 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
15th Nov 2022 4:18am
15th Nov 2022 4:18am
Father
Father
Father where am I now that you are dust
Are my bones the sunken treasure of your legacy?
Your ghost follows my shadow
like a leper lost in an apothecary of the soul
Who wore a uniform
like a centurion flying on eagle’s wings
On a Hellenic march
to an acropolis of the mind
Where you languished with Mom
in Drachma beatitude
For an unbearable silence
broken by cat murmur
When mercy was a flower
in the shade of a Doric column
Teetering on the brink of tragedy
But moments stolen like the...
Father where am I now that you are dust
Are my bones the sunken treasure of your legacy?
Your ghost follows my shadow
like a leper lost in an apothecary of the soul
Who wore a uniform
like a centurion flying on eagle’s wings
On a Hellenic march
to an acropolis of the mind
Where you languished with Mom
in Drachma beatitude
For an unbearable silence
broken by cat murmur
When mercy was a flower
in the shade of a Doric column
Teetering on the brink of tragedy
But moments stolen like the...
#grief
#father
#parent
#marriage
#forgiveness
265 reads
7 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
15th Nov 2022 4:18am
15th Nov 2022 4:18am
Father
Father
Father where am I now that you are dust
Are my bones the sunken treasure of your legacy?
Your ghost follows my shadow
like a leper lost in an apothecary of the soul
Who wore a uniform
like a centurion flying on eagle’s wings
On a Hellenic march
to an acropolis of the mind
Where you languished with Mom
in Drachma beatitude
For an unbearable silence
broken by cat murmur
When mercy was a flower
in the shade of a Doric column
Teetering on the brink of tragedy
But moments stolen like the...
Father where am I now that you are dust
Are my bones the sunken treasure of your legacy?
Your ghost follows my shadow
like a leper lost in an apothecary of the soul
Who wore a uniform
like a centurion flying on eagle’s wings
On a Hellenic march
to an acropolis of the mind
Where you languished with Mom
in Drachma beatitude
For an unbearable silence
broken by cat murmur
When mercy was a flower
in the shade of a Doric column
Teetering on the brink of tragedy
But moments stolen like the...
#grief
#father
#parent
#marriage
#forgiveness
265 reads
7 Comments
DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
26th Jul 2024 4:38am
26th Jul 2024 4:38am
Maybe Tomorrow
Fingers point towards incompetence
When someone has to tow the line
Without logic it doesn’t make sense
These parasites can’t grow a spine
Addicts gamble on sex and drugs
Whatever gets them through the night
Skin is crawling with corporate bugs
Keeping the real issues out of sight
Deathbed confessions eliminate lies
So everyone can connect the dots
Spider needs to catch a lot of flies
Weaving webs that tangle us in knots
Maybe tomorrow we wake up for real
With enough time left to finally heal
When someone has to tow the line
Without logic it doesn’t make sense
These parasites can’t grow a spine
Addicts gamble on sex and drugs
Whatever gets them through the night
Skin is crawling with corporate bugs
Keeping the real issues out of sight
Deathbed confessions eliminate lies
So everyone can connect the dots
Spider needs to catch a lot of flies
Weaving webs that tangle us in knots
Maybe tomorrow we wake up for real
With enough time left to finally heal
#forgiveness
135 reads
2 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2022 1:05am
23rd Aug 2022 1:05am
Influence
You see this is why your friends wanted you back with them
A pile of coal surrounding a gem
I was ready to jump at your slightest whim
Now you're riding the bus looking for him
Your friends didn't like it, hated you being on the up
They conspired against you to fuck shit up
Claimed you were in chains and weren't being treated right
Claimed they saw me over there just last night
But when it came to love you know how you were treated
When it came to dinner, you were the first one seated
Cards and flowers were a constant...
A pile of coal surrounding a gem
I was ready to jump at your slightest whim
Now you're riding the bus looking for him
Your friends didn't like it, hated you being on the up
They conspired against you to fuck shit up
Claimed you were in chains and weren't being treated right
Claimed they saw me over there just last night
But when it came to love you know how you were treated
When it came to dinner, you were the first one seated
Cards and flowers were a constant...
#love
#forgiveness
#betrayal #lover
#betrayal #lover
315 reads
4 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2022 1:05am
23rd Aug 2022 1:05am
Influence
You see this is why your friends wanted you back with them
A pile of coal surrounding a gem
I was ready to jump at your slightest whim
Now you're riding the bus looking for him
Your friends didn't like it, hated you being on the up
They conspired against you to fuck shit up
Claimed you were in chains and weren't being treated right
Claimed they saw me over there just last night
But when it came to love you know how you were treated
When it came to dinner, you were the first one seated
Cards and flowers were a constant...
A pile of coal surrounding a gem
I was ready to jump at your slightest whim
Now you're riding the bus looking for him
Your friends didn't like it, hated you being on the up
They conspired against you to fuck shit up
Claimed you were in chains and weren't being treated right
Claimed they saw me over there just last night
But when it came to love you know how you were treated
When it came to dinner, you were the first one seated
Cards and flowers were a constant...
#love
#forgiveness
#betrayal #lover
#betrayal #lover
315 reads
4 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2022 1:05am
23rd Aug 2022 1:05am
Influence
You see this is why your friends wanted you back with them
A pile of coal surrounding a gem
I was ready to jump at your slightest whim
Now you're riding the bus looking for him
Your friends didn't like it, hated you being on the up
They conspired against you to fuck shit up
Claimed you were in chains and weren't being treated right
Claimed they saw me over there just last night
But when it came to love you know how you were treated
When it came to dinner, you were the first one seated
Cards and flowers were a constant...
A pile of coal surrounding a gem
I was ready to jump at your slightest whim
Now you're riding the bus looking for him
Your friends didn't like it, hated you being on the up
They conspired against you to fuck shit up
Claimed you were in chains and weren't being treated right
Claimed they saw me over there just last night
But when it came to love you know how you were treated
When it came to dinner, you were the first one seated
Cards and flowers were a constant...
#love
#forgiveness
#betrayal #lover
#betrayal #lover
315 reads
4 Comments
I_IS_ME
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2022 1:05am
23rd Aug 2022 1:05am
Influence
You see this is why your friends wanted you back with them
A pile of coal surrounding a gem
I was ready to jump at your slightest whim
Now you're riding the bus looking for him
Your friends didn't like it, hated you being on the up
They conspired against you to fuck shit up
Claimed you were in chains and weren't being treated right
Claimed they saw me over there just last night
But when it came to love you know how you were treated
When it came to dinner, you were the first one seated
Cards and flowers were a constant...
A pile of coal surrounding a gem
I was ready to jump at your slightest whim
Now you're riding the bus looking for him
Your friends didn't like it, hated you being on the up
They conspired against you to fuck shit up
Claimed you were in chains and weren't being treated right
Claimed they saw me over there just last night
But when it came to love you know how you were treated
When it came to dinner, you were the first one seated
Cards and flowers were a constant...
#love
#forgiveness
#betrayal #lover
#betrayal #lover
315 reads
4 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
24th Jul 2023 8:42pm
24th Jul 2023 8:42pm
Things You Could Do That Would Hurt me More
Rip through my flesh
- anywhere, no need to be picky -
with a medium quality knife
like from one of those red handled sets Target sells.
Pour whatever stings most into the wound;
you'd know better than me.
Sew me back up slowly with a thick, rusty needle,
while some of the worst songs ever recorded are playing
like Bette Davis Eyes
or almost anything by Michael Bolton.
Put together a montage of video clips
of gut-wrenching cruelties,
the abject horrors that crush my soul
-racism, cruelty to animals, bullying-
and...
- anywhere, no need to be picky -
with a medium quality knife
like from one of those red handled sets Target sells.
Pour whatever stings most into the wound;
you'd know better than me.
Sew me back up slowly with a thick, rusty needle,
while some of the worst songs ever recorded are playing
like Bette Davis Eyes
or almost anything by Michael Bolton.
Put together a montage of video clips
of gut-wrenching cruelties,
the abject horrors that crush my soul
-racism, cruelty to animals, bullying-
and...
#forgiveness
#misunderstood
#hurt
297 reads
2 Comments
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
24th Jul 2023 8:42pm
24th Jul 2023 8:42pm
Things You Could Do That Would Hurt me More
Rip through my flesh
- anywhere, no need to be picky -
with a medium quality knife
like from one of those red handled sets Target sells.
Pour whatever stings most into the wound;
you'd know better than me.
Sew me back up slowly with a thick, rusty needle,
while some of the worst songs ever recorded are playing
like Bette Davis Eyes
or almost anything by Michael Bolton.
Put together a montage of video clips
of gut-wrenching cruelties,
the abject horrors that crush my soul
-racism, cruelty to animals, bullying-
and...
- anywhere, no need to be picky -
with a medium quality knife
like from one of those red handled sets Target sells.
Pour whatever stings most into the wound;
you'd know better than me.
Sew me back up slowly with a thick, rusty needle,
while some of the worst songs ever recorded are playing
like Bette Davis Eyes
or almost anything by Michael Bolton.
Put together a montage of video clips
of gut-wrenching cruelties,
the abject horrors that crush my soul
-racism, cruelty to animals, bullying-
and...
#forgiveness
#misunderstood
#hurt
297 reads
2 Comments
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