Here I gaze
one-eye’d blind
through life’s gossamer curtain
at a dark waking dream
a chill hallucination
of a polarized reality
dual worlds
close enough to touch
through which truth
stumbles
blind
beyond reach
walking as a wraith
moving in these worlds
captive to the bonedeep lie
implicit in the toxic grin
of inflexible conformity
lethal tradition
revered
in mindless trance
change
shackled cold
to the stone of fear
change
bound
with a grip
rough as rope
at the shadowed edge
of dark and light
of ignorance and knowledge
change
so far to go
so much to learn
rise from this night
beckon the dawn
someone needs
ignite the light
*
rob kistner © 2021
Poetry at: The Sunday Muse
Hat trick for Rob.
I liked the images Shay… 🙂
I hope someone does ignite the light……the dark is lowering!
One can only hope.
Awesome!
Thank you JR…
‘captive to the bonedeep lie
implicit in the toxic grin
of inflexible conformity’
– that’s where we are right now. Let’s get that light ignited!
We must continue to strive Ingrid.
Interesting–the manipulated light versus the “simple” dawn’s light.
Yes…
Nice response to all three images, Rob. You’re on a roll!
Thank you Bev! 🙂
Nice one. Enough of the night shadows.
Happy Sunday
Much love…
Thank you Gillena!
“rise from this night
beckon the dawn”
Indeed!
Ignite the light in this world!
Powerful Poem, Rob!
Thank you James… 🙂