the spirit must live on
we prepared our minds with
foolproof lies and
carried on about our lives
as if darkness never
overshadowed anything
what was once reinvented
can be invented yet again
and those monsters
lurking behind old photographs
remain buried alive
unsuspecting memories
hang in undisclosed caverns
like misplaced dreams
tapping your shoulder
night after tireless night
without thinking we pushed
onward through the air
like a refreshing wind
blowing away the morning fog
that once weighed us down
december two thousand thirteen
copyright j matthew waters
all rights reserved
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Really like this, John – especially the last stanza – K
Thanks so much, Kathleen. Always appreciate your visits and comments ;`)
The mind is so powerful, even in dreams. Nice poem< Lola
Thanks so much, Lola. A pleasure seeing you here again!
Favourite lines:
what was once reinvented
can be invented yet again
Sometimes I forget this. Thanks for the reminder, J.
My pleasure, MIllie. Thanks again for stopping by!
Excellent. And I love hearing your reading. Just excellent.
Cheers – happy new year 🙂
Thanks so much. This poem was originally a series of tweets – cheers indeed and happy new year to you, Noeleen.
my favorite part :
unsuspecting memories
hang in undisclosed caverns
like misplaced dreams
tapping your shoulder
night after tireless night
I’m glad you enjoyed those lines, Melanie ;`)