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AWAITS IN THE SHADOWS
While little Napoleons in white coats
prance through hallways of healing
he lurks in the shadows impervious
to the doctor’s delusions of grandeur
I cross eyed abed my mind attenuated
yet I foolishly equivocate with him
bargain for more insignificant time
in this foolish world of the mundane
clinging like an ape in the treetops
when the best of metaphysical life
beckons to me from the other side
my deaf ears hears only his voice
a lurking silhouette in the shadows
a siren seeking my psyche’s essence
until I no longer can hold on here
as pain unbearable makes me let go
the ultimate force across the river
pulls me in ecstasy to the other side.
I think this is one of the
I think this is one of the most profound poems you have written.
Starward
You shape your stories with
You shape your stories with precise intellectual care, your language is balanced and pleasantly self-aware
I never dreamed what it would be like
To cherish a creative son -Imagination