Welcome once again to Moondustwriter Thursday. I am honored to feature an aspiring poet. I have been enjoying Theron's poetry for a while. We are hoping that down the road many more than just the blog community will have the opportunity to enjoy his work. Enjoy
Third Destination:
A Poem By Theron Kennedy
A Poem By Theron Kennedy
When he says " Twilight"
he never meant the movie
he meant that space between
is the only place to move
Have you seen his words lately
I cant seem to find them
If you see the poet
would you please remind him
of all he has learned
all those devices
somewhere between delusions
and embarrassing truths
split off prophecies
and suits left in booths
searching for release
from the rope on his ankle
the glass at his head
should he rage against
like Dylan Thomas
or put dreams to bed
perception versus reality
his own personal gravities
the light says depravity
the dark says too perfect
wondering if the things
he left out
and the things he left in
will ever be worth it
each attempt to fly
carrying a new diagnosis
from a new diagnoser
too many to mention
too many directions
love his addiction
self his deceptions
having few answers
but plenty of questions
he will move if you ask
just make a suggestion
the longest of shots
Vegas makes no odds
he thinks he's an angel
on a mission from God
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my heart is a traitor
when I look at her
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Versify:
A Poem By Theron Kennedy
A Poem By Theron Kennedy
She likes me
typed, double spaced
left justified, leather bound
and stacked
between Keats and Kipling
she finds me gripping, sifting
through the pages of
my heart and mind
my love is blind
I'm a novel
or maybe a novelty
she is taking me
from rhyme to reason
treason
my heart is a traitor
wait for her
she may have only landed
on my pages like a butterfly
so why can't I get her
out of my heart
am I out of my mind
stay detached
not react like I need her
cut me and I would bleed her
look in my heart
and you will see her
she could be my everything
if that would free her
when I look at her
I see the other
part of me
can't balance
these chemicals
that taunt me
with my soul
I want her
to want me
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It is becoming my trademark to ask a writing question. So here goes: As a poet/writer how far are you willing to go to reveal your own struggles, heartbreaks, pains???? Hmmm.
Thanks Theron for inspiring me this week.
