Sunday, 5 December 2010

Some old stuff rediscovered

I recently went through the poetry I've written over the last few years and found quite a few that for one reason or another I hadn't published, or even shared with anyone. Reading through them readily explained why some of them had not made a public page. Early efforts that simply served as a learning experience for the writer.

One or two of them are, I think, not too bad, and are either salvageable or perhaps even publishable. I'll put a few of them up here over the next few weeks. I'd love to know what people think of them.

This is the first. I don't have a clear recollection of what place I was in when I wrote it but I'm glad I'm not in that place now. Nonetheless, I actually quite like it...

The dark tides converge
Closing in, I’m welcoming
The coming embrace

Enrapt in numbing darkness
The solace of not caring

The darkness softly
Embraces, seducing me
Alluring gently

The solace of not caring
A death, no life, a comfort?

Cocooned in the dark
Life seeps away so slowly
Deep inside I cry

A death, no life, a comfort?
I think rather this is hell

A cry awakens
A sliver of soul buried
In darkness. Struggle begins

I think rather this is hell
Am I truly so empty?

No longer seduced
Beginning to see the light
A journey starting

Am I truly so empty?
Perhaps no longer, perhaps…

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