Tag Archives: darkness

NEON

NEON

darkness has a logic
for every logic
an anti-logic

but
   let us forget this
and proclaim
a realm
of Neon

neon blossoming
on trees of perspex and plastic
glass abd steel

in the rain
these flowers
        beyond perfect
in a
forest of neon
such enchanted being

no one will have need of
darkness
      the very

thought of
darkness
                for whatever reason
      ever again

THE LIGHT

THE LIGHT

they switched off
the light

but could not
switch it back on again
or maybe
just refused

leaving the world
nor in state of day
neither that of night

just in that limbo darkness
betwixt and between

where all
their machinations
burgeon and thrive

reducing the value of
all that is
loved, all
that is life

taught
from the cradle to do so

finding this state
of being so
infinitely agreeable

BURNED

BURNED

I sat in the shadows
where else better

to hear you proclaim
the light

proclaim yourselves
the light

and as
the light

to fight off the darkness
one must go
deeper into the darkness
than the light
could possibly know

I saw you
proclaiming yourselves
the light

messing with
the light
to counter the darkness

and getting burned
horribly burned.

SILENT

SILENT I am in the library hunting for tales of darkness and light feasting on the silence some poems are silent this we must respect in a world of horror what can a poem possibly say? some things are terrible some just overblown too big to talk about in a thing called a poem I have worked my way through this book labyrinth found what I was targeting exactly what I was after wondering if the books of light in this library are protected by angels flashing in to defend humanity, promote safety and justice bomb dropped falling as I wonder whether a golden robe goes with the territory is the absolute sign of favour presence of the light

SHAPESHIFT

SHAPESHIFT Jung saw it archetype before his eyes come alive from light to darkness we can all shapeshift learn so much from shadow so much from the light carry that darkness as deep memory inflicted upon it ss always shapeshifting its essence into imagined gods creatures of pure archetype absolutely mistaken, basking in the horror of our own darkness so convinced they own the light are very embodiment of the light true terror of which no one can describe

VIENNA GAME

VIENNA GAME

was playing against you
in the Vienna game

down to a tie-breaker
stakes couldn’t
have been
    higher

my light side
versus
      your dark side

my deepest dark
versus
   your brightest light

attack, defence
          defence, attack

my Freud to
            your Jung; Jung
to
  your Freud

Yin Yang
Yang Yin

                yanging
and yinging

               end to end
stuff
     up and down the board

lines moving      unmoving
broken                 unbroken

                                     lines
of our lives

two
     complementary strategies

right through to
          the desired endgame