Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
28th Sep 2022 4:53pm
28th Sep 2022 4:53pm
Estrangement
Suddenly it all explodes.
Years of dynamite left dormant in
a seam of canyon somewhere west of here,
blowing up bundle by bundle until
the whole formation, built on years
as much as rock, collapses into naught.
You gave them a chance to respond,
to bridge the gap the canyon forged.
Silence was their reply,
and so the switch at last was thrown,
reducing that relationship
to rubble in the noonday sun.
Years of dynamite left dormant in
a seam of canyon somewhere west of here,
blowing up bundle by bundle until
the whole formation, built on years
as much as rock, collapses into naught.
You gave them a chance to respond,
to bridge the gap the canyon forged.
Silence was their reply,
and so the switch at last was thrown,
reducing that relationship
to rubble in the noonday sun.
#father
#family
#separation #son
#separation #son
197 reads
1 Comment
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
28th Sep 2022 4:53pm
28th Sep 2022 4:53pm
Estrangement
Suddenly it all explodes.
Years of dynamite left dormant in
a seam of canyon somewhere west of here,
blowing up bundle by bundle until
the whole formation, built on years
as much as rock, collapses into naught.
You gave them a chance to respond,
to bridge the gap the canyon forged.
Silence was their reply,
and so the switch at last was thrown,
reducing that relationship
to rubble in the noonday sun.
Years of dynamite left dormant in
a seam of canyon somewhere west of here,
blowing up bundle by bundle until
the whole formation, built on years
as much as rock, collapses into naught.
You gave them a chance to respond,
to bridge the gap the canyon forged.
Silence was their reply,
and so the switch at last was thrown,
reducing that relationship
to rubble in the noonday sun.
#father
#family
#separation #son
#separation #son
197 reads
1 Comment
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
28th Sep 2022 4:53pm
28th Sep 2022 4:53pm
Estrangement
Suddenly it all explodes.
Years of dynamite left dormant in
a seam of canyon somewhere west of here,
blowing up bundle by bundle until
the whole formation, built on years
as much as rock, collapses into naught.
You gave them a chance to respond,
to bridge the gap the canyon forged.
Silence was their reply,
and so the switch at last was thrown,
reducing that relationship
to rubble in the noonday sun.
Years of dynamite left dormant in
a seam of canyon somewhere west of here,
blowing up bundle by bundle until
the whole formation, built on years
as much as rock, collapses into naught.
You gave them a chance to respond,
to bridge the gap the canyon forged.
Silence was their reply,
and so the switch at last was thrown,
reducing that relationship
to rubble in the noonday sun.
#father
#family
#separation #son
#separation #son
197 reads
1 Comment
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
28th Sep 2022 4:53pm
28th Sep 2022 4:53pm
Estrangement
Suddenly it all explodes.
Years of dynamite left dormant in
a seam of canyon somewhere west of here,
blowing up bundle by bundle until
the whole formation, built on years
as much as rock, collapses into naught.
You gave them a chance to respond,
to bridge the gap the canyon forged.
Silence was their reply,
and so the switch at last was thrown,
reducing that relationship
to rubble in the noonday sun.
Years of dynamite left dormant in
a seam of canyon somewhere west of here,
blowing up bundle by bundle until
the whole formation, built on years
as much as rock, collapses into naught.
You gave them a chance to respond,
to bridge the gap the canyon forged.
Silence was their reply,
and so the switch at last was thrown,
reducing that relationship
to rubble in the noonday sun.
#father
#family
#separation #son
#separation #son
197 reads
1 Comment
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
18th Jan 2023 5:15pm
18th Jan 2023 5:15pm
Molly
I am between you and her helix
induction of the pneuma is voided
erase the statutes and bleed in
it is not of this world or verse
love is the pinnacle of need
I greed you, greetings, I greet you
in the stellar thrall we groan
blurring miracles with magic
mischief is on the air
I can taste the disease
sunlit whore abandon this
a bad son who said?
Abaddon Adonai I am coming sun
inter the Rebellion and set it off
it is coming enter the great chasm and see visions
it will be in time, times two
then...
induction of the pneuma is voided
erase the statutes and bleed in
it is not of this world or verse
love is the pinnacle of need
I greed you, greetings, I greet you
in the stellar thrall we groan
blurring miracles with magic
mischief is on the air
I can taste the disease
sunlit whore abandon this
a bad son who said?
Abaddon Adonai I am coming sun
inter the Rebellion and set it off
it is coming enter the great chasm and see visions
it will be in time, times two
then...
#love
#angels
#son
274 reads
2 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
18th Jan 2023 5:15pm
18th Jan 2023 5:15pm
Molly
I am between you and her helix
induction of the pneuma is voided
erase the statutes and bleed in
it is not of this world or verse
love is the pinnacle of need
I greed you, greetings, I greet you
in the stellar thrall we groan
blurring miracles with magic
mischief is on the air
I can taste the disease
sunlit whore abandon this
a bad son who said?
Abaddon Adonai I am coming sun
inter the Rebellion and set it off
it is coming enter the great chasm and see visions
it will be in time, times two
then...
induction of the pneuma is voided
erase the statutes and bleed in
it is not of this world or verse
love is the pinnacle of need
I greed you, greetings, I greet you
in the stellar thrall we groan
blurring miracles with magic
mischief is on the air
I can taste the disease
sunlit whore abandon this
a bad son who said?
Abaddon Adonai I am coming sun
inter the Rebellion and set it off
it is coming enter the great chasm and see visions
it will be in time, times two
then...
#love
#angels
#son
274 reads
2 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
18th Jan 2023 5:15pm
18th Jan 2023 5:15pm
Molly
I am between you and her helix
induction of the pneuma is voided
erase the statutes and bleed in
it is not of this world or verse
love is the pinnacle of need
I greed you, greetings, I greet you
in the stellar thrall we groan
blurring miracles with magic
mischief is on the air
I can taste the disease
sunlit whore abandon this
a bad son who said?
Abaddon Adonai I am coming sun
inter the Rebellion and set it off
it is coming enter the great chasm and see visions
it will be in time, times two
then...
induction of the pneuma is voided
erase the statutes and bleed in
it is not of this world or verse
love is the pinnacle of need
I greed you, greetings, I greet you
in the stellar thrall we groan
blurring miracles with magic
mischief is on the air
I can taste the disease
sunlit whore abandon this
a bad son who said?
Abaddon Adonai I am coming sun
inter the Rebellion and set it off
it is coming enter the great chasm and see visions
it will be in time, times two
then...
#love
#angels
#son
274 reads
2 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
31st Oct 2020 5:07am
31st Oct 2020 5:07am
Father and Son
father and son
locked
in vicious cycles
the sins of the elder
become the legacy
of rapt eyes
and keen ears
anger transferred
by proximity
to the eager child
my eyes burn
every time the boy
(now a man)
takes that familiar
stance
he knows it’s meant
to intimidate
voices rising,
reaching fevered pitch
as one lists for the other
both their transgressions
my throat aches
for the son,
setting his boundaries
in stone
standing ...
locked
in vicious cycles
the sins of the elder
become the legacy
of rapt eyes
and keen ears
anger transferred
by proximity
to the eager child
my eyes burn
every time the boy
(now a man)
takes that familiar
stance
he knows it’s meant
to intimidate
voices rising,
reaching fevered pitch
as one lists for the other
both their transgressions
my throat aches
for the son,
setting his boundaries
in stone
standing ...
#father
#abuse
#son #DomesticViolence
#son #DomesticViolence
204 reads
14 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
31st Oct 2020 5:07am
31st Oct 2020 5:07am
Father and Son
father and son
locked
in vicious cycles
the sins of the elder
become the legacy
of rapt eyes
and keen ears
anger transferred
by proximity
to the eager child
my eyes burn
every time the boy
(now a man)
takes that familiar
stance
he knows it’s meant
to intimidate
voices rising,
reaching fevered pitch
as one lists for the other
both their transgressions
my throat aches
for the son,
setting his boundaries
in stone
standing ...
locked
in vicious cycles
the sins of the elder
become the legacy
of rapt eyes
and keen ears
anger transferred
by proximity
to the eager child
my eyes burn
every time the boy
(now a man)
takes that familiar
stance
he knows it’s meant
to intimidate
voices rising,
reaching fevered pitch
as one lists for the other
both their transgressions
my throat aches
for the son,
setting his boundaries
in stone
standing ...
#father
#abuse
#son #DomesticViolence
#son #DomesticViolence
204 reads
14 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
31st Oct 2020 5:07am
31st Oct 2020 5:07am
Father and Son
father and son
locked
in vicious cycles
the sins of the elder
become the legacy
of rapt eyes
and keen ears
anger transferred
by proximity
to the eager child
my eyes burn
every time the boy
(now a man)
takes that familiar
stance
he knows it’s meant
to intimidate
voices rising,
reaching fevered pitch
as one lists for the other
both their transgressions
my throat aches
for the son,
setting his boundaries
in stone
standing ...
locked
in vicious cycles
the sins of the elder
become the legacy
of rapt eyes
and keen ears
anger transferred
by proximity
to the eager child
my eyes burn
every time the boy
(now a man)
takes that familiar
stance
he knows it’s meant
to intimidate
voices rising,
reaching fevered pitch
as one lists for the other
both their transgressions
my throat aches
for the son,
setting his boundaries
in stone
standing ...
#father
#abuse
#son #DomesticViolence
#son #DomesticViolence
204 reads
14 Comments
LunaGreyhawk
Poem Published
31st Oct 2020 5:07am
31st Oct 2020 5:07am
Father and Son
father and son
locked
in vicious cycles
the sins of the elder
become the legacy
of rapt eyes
and keen ears
anger transferred
by proximity
to the eager child
my eyes burn
every time the boy
(now a man)
takes that familiar
stance
he knows it’s meant
to intimidate
voices rising,
reaching fevered pitch
as one lists for the other
both their transgressions
my throat aches
for the son,
setting his boundaries
in stone
standing ...
locked
in vicious cycles
the sins of the elder
become the legacy
of rapt eyes
and keen ears
anger transferred
by proximity
to the eager child
my eyes burn
every time the boy
(now a man)
takes that familiar
stance
he knows it’s meant
to intimidate
voices rising,
reaching fevered pitch
as one lists for the other
both their transgressions
my throat aches
for the son,
setting his boundaries
in stone
standing ...
#father
#abuse
#son #DomesticViolence
#son #DomesticViolence
204 reads
14 Comments
Kementic1
Poem Published
26th Nov 2020 9:41pm
26th Nov 2020 9:41pm
Mama May I
Mama May I May I May I
Once again see that loving look in your eye
or perform for you a scene that would make you cry
Get pricked while getting you rose from your garden
and when you catch me cussing beg your pardon
Bring you a plate of Soul Food with string beans for you to eat
or a glass of water before you sleep
Watch your back while you are on the stairs
or one last time with you say our special Friday night prayers
Like your sisters of the Pink and Green
announce my presence with pride when I am on the scene
...
Once again see that loving look in your eye
or perform for you a scene that would make you cry
Get pricked while getting you rose from your garden
and when you catch me cussing beg your pardon
Bring you a plate of Soul Food with string beans for you to eat
or a glass of water before you sleep
Watch your back while you are on the stairs
or one last time with you say our special Friday night prayers
Like your sisters of the Pink and Green
announce my presence with pride when I am on the scene
...
#mother
#memories
#separation
#son
#responsibility
750 reads
2 Comments
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