Month: Oct 2011

I am a Shadow [sonnet]

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I am a shadow of my former self
dark
dangling
silhouetted
by a light
which screams
I love you
(I only sought to help)
but in the end
you faded
out
of
sight

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My Poems

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my poems chart my waters blue and green
blue for bruised and beaten – green for naive
in verse i point the way to where i’ve been
i wear my skipbeat heart upon my sleeve

© 2011, Alan Morrison

When Ladyes Lie [sonnet]

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Those twisted words they fit not in your mouth
(those lips which I have kissed a thousand times).
It matters not if winds blow from the south —
when ladyes lie then nothing truly rhymes.

I held your hand and led you through the dark
and showed you vista visions wildly real.
We touched a vast divine and piercing spark
though something else that beauty did conceal.

For truth was trampled tritely in the dirt
as silver cords between us snapped in two.
I see its traces on my bloodstained shirt
and wonder what I’ll do with me and you.

I sit here in this strange grey morning light.
Could that, too, be, in truth, the dead of night?

© 2011, Alan Morrison

Broken Nails [poem]

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and so I visit basements
once again
wherein were crushed
my childlike wanton joys
where mirrors make reflections
[rude (arcane)]
and strangely stunted weapons
fate deploys

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