Sunday, September 05, 2021

dark side of the moon #8

the night wind stirs
the fluttering ashes
that are your regrets

dsnake1 - 7th Month



photo by Devanath at pixabay



dark side of the moon #8



the glad headlights of the bus!

fear can travel much faster than
light despite what the books say

behind me an angry dark void
collapsing, ice pricks on skin
the weeds are grabbing my feet

but the bus is not what it seems
it is a thing of bamboo and paper
and the light i saw is it burning

it stops, rocking, ashes flying
despite the heat i am freezing

fear, fear are grabbing my feet



written 23/07/2019
revised 22/05/2021
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Shared on Writers' Pantry #86 at Poets and Storytellers United.






"Stare at the dark too long and you will eventually see what isn't there"

-- Unknown





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18 Comments:

Blogger Naledi said...

"fear can travel much faster than light despite what the books say" Absolutely love that line, and I agree. Oh it runs.

05 September, 2021 22:42  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Thank you, Naledi!
the books said nothing can travel faster then light. :)

05 September, 2021 23:02  
Blogger Gillena Cox said...

"fear can travel much faster than
light despite what the books say"
Bravo!

Good Sunday
Thanks for dropping by my blog today

Much💖love

06 September, 2021 01:53  
Blogger indybev said...

"the night wind stirs the fluttering ashes that are your regrets" What a beautiful phrase, and beautiful poem!

06 September, 2021 02:14  
Blogger Ron. said...

Oh yeah, that speed-of-light/fear assertion is perfectly correct.
I loved both of your *8s! Thanks.

06 September, 2021 03:26  
Blogger Magaly Guerrero said...

So true. While light is traveling, fear and darkness are already there. Waiting...

06 September, 2021 03:55  
Blogger phillip woodruff (jalopy dreams) said...

behind me an angry dark void
collapsing, ice pricks on skin
the weeds are grabbing my feet

some nice descriptions there, i enjoyed this very much

06 September, 2021 07:11  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Gillena,

Thank you, glad you like the line. :)


Beverly,

Thank you for reading the other poem too. Did you notice that it's in 7 parts? :)


Ron.

Thank you!
Fear seems to be delivered instantaneously.

06 September, 2021 09:25  
Blogger Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

I love both these poems. Beautifully said, as always.

The mirrored cherita, forwards and backwards, is a nice variation.

06 September, 2021 09:55  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Magaly,

Thank you! :)


Phillip,

Thank you!
glad that you enjoyed it. :)


Rosemary,

Thank you for reading the other poem too!
I did the cherita mirrored, thought that the poem would be better paced this way. :)

06 September, 2021 10:08  
Blogger Helen said...

This is beautifully composed ... producing a chill or two.

07 September, 2021 01:10  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Thank you, Helen! :)

07 September, 2021 09:58  
Blogger Rommy said...

Really visceral description of fear's effect on the soul. That paralyzed feeling is too familiar.

09 September, 2021 02:17  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Thank you, Rommy!

I wrote this with some personal experience. During my army days, to get back to my camp, I have to transfer to another bus. At the back that bus stop is a large cemetery. Imagine me waiting at that stop at night alone (sometimes with comrades)! No, I did not encounter the burning bus. :)

09 September, 2021 15:30  
Blogger purplepeninportland.com said...

Love both of these, and could feel that paralysis that comes over us when fear takes a hold.

10 September, 2021 08:20  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Thank you, Sara.
yes, it seems as if the feet are tied to the ground...

10 September, 2021 20:06  
Blogger ashok said...

Sharp use of words!

12 September, 2021 15:43  
Blogger dsnake1 said...

Thank you, Ashok! :)

12 September, 2021 21:05  

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