Looking Into the Void
The edge is a tempting place
For me to go to scream,
Looking into the Void
I can scream about all the things
That I should somehow avoid.
The edge calls me forth,
The need to speak unto the void.
A eternity at my feet
With the wind pulling me
Towards the edge.
Who’s to Blame
The age old question is asked
Again and again,
Who’s to blame,
What is the fault?
So much blame to be handed about,
Instead of accepting that we all
Have a hand in the end results,
Instead of handing out blame
Why not allow humanity
Room for mistakes?
About us draped the past
Please understand that we have always
Had the past wrapped around us,
Echoing the moments that we lived…
We wore it proudly because it made us
Into the people that we were,
Folding us like origami into individual selves…
Perhaps it was too heavy for some,
That cloak of memories,
But it still was a part
Of the way that
Humanity dressed.
Today is one of mine and one of Serena’s poems, Mostly because Serena has been writing more than I have. Her Midnight Verse is nearing done. I have barely started with Echoes.
I oopsed and undid my Monday poetry post from this week…so here it is again…one from me and one from Serena…
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As Of today… I am 15 poems from completion of Muse’s Masterpiece. I have my doubts that it will take me the rest of the week to finish writing it. I may be wrong. I have several “Themed” volumes in progress but I want a non theme volume for writing as usual. The six covers above are all non themed. Help me pick the next one?
