Upon the mind’s edge
The abyss makes some afraid.
Possibilities
Tag: Poetry
Carpe diem
For some, “seizing the moment”
Involves a death grip.
Hold that moment forever
Or until it’s torn from our
Grasping, finite fingers.
I seek, simply, to be fully in
Each moment. To savor each
Second dearly. Taste each piece
And fully know it, before it
Collapses into the vaporous
Collective of memory.
Raging Words
Ugliness flowing
Brutal words’ graceless crushing
The delights of rage
Possibilities
I cannot explain
The depths of my heart
Nor can anyone clearly.
Perhaps that’s
What’s meant by
“We’re alone”.
Yet, when we go
Deeper than words
Touching souls becomes
Possible.
Change
Isn’t it amazing
How destructive
Change can be?
Temperature fluctations
Can shatter the
Incredibly strong.
Radical variations in
Speed rip apart the
Strongest of machines.
Humanity often needs
Such violence. Bringing
About radical new social
Orders, birthing freedom
From history’s wretched
Injustices.
Wisdom
I seek wisdom.
Crave it, perhaps.
This longing to understand.
Freed from repeating
The past’s miseries.
Vicarious Lives
Gracefully accepting
Dreams gifted from the heart
Yet meant for another.
These are customized,
Wearing someone else’s
No matter how well meant
Is ugly and
Uncomfortable.
Sunlight’s Healing
Sunlight cleansed skin,
Soul lightened by warmed bones.
Aches relieved by summer’s
Healing grasp, misery
Vaporized, floating
Along the wind.
Into and Through
I collapse
Into and through
Myself, these dreams
Both from my mind
And the synaptic demands
Of others.
Mist fades
Upon the other side
Where I find
Myself.
Trust, Fear, Desire
Trust and Tryst
One letter separates.
Trusting another with deepest
Longings, dark hidden places.
Secrets.
Fearful, afraid of the destructive
Forces of lust, love
And longing.
We know the
Consuming doom
Of expressing
Desire.
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 