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In the quiet corners of my
mind, I get lost
in my words –
as are my thoughts swirling
like leaves in the wind.
My notebook and pen become my
__abditory:__
a secret refuge where I
can disappear.
______
And it is here, in this
cherished hideaway, that I
lose
myself completely,
enveloped in the embrace
of
ink and paper,
crafting a reality
all my own.
Dec 16, 2024
Dec 16, 2024 at 3:40 PM UTC
Some kids hide in attics
some in the wooden shed outside
a hide away,
away from trouble
and leave the world aside
but when I was younger
I’d hide up on the roof
leaving them below to wonder
“Where’d he go, just ****
but, “I’m just here, aunt Molly!”
here at the top, way up high
pretending I had wings
and a little closer to the sky
peering down on people passing
writing poetry on the roof
watching the world below me changing
still high and still aloof
till that day I come down wondering
where’d all the people go?
now that I’m much the more older
I’d really like to know
Jun 5, 2021
Jun 5, 2021 at 5:39 AM UTC
i'll put my foot
in between the cracks
on the concrete slabs
and i will believe that i am
divided in half
never choosing my own path-
the foot will remain in the middle
between the sides
between the opposite ends and times
yet nothing is perfectly in between
the molecules unseen
lean to a side we don't believe
is what we really are
but we can deny the power of
choice-
we all believe
we are the in between
the new believers-
hiding everything
hoping that the secrets
wont find their seekers!
and the people we surround ourselves with!
are the people who will let us fall deeper!
we are afraid of the slightest criticism
and the feeling that we've been tricked by a deceiver!
so we ask those who follow our side
to turn around and grow blind eyes
so that we can keep hiding
we can keep on fighting
the internal battle for our lives!
-all alone-
and no one can show me the way
no one can show me the way back home-
for if i knew the way
i don't think i would go-
for i am afraid
i am afraid of what they'd know
and what they would say to my face
about the life that i now own-
for i don't want them to see
i don't want them to see this me
because i can't stand this part of my self
and the way that i drown in this sea-
and i'm all alone-
i'm alone in this place
because i was afraid to be real with those that love me-
Jan 9, 2020
Jan 9, 2020 at 10:24 AM UTC
It's true I have some regrets in life
The truth is..... I think now..... I should
have been Zardo and not Bardo
Zardo I think has more of a 'Zing' to it
It's a bit like Zorro
For I too wear a mask, I write hidden
behind a pseudonym
Moving stealthily like some elusive
Ninja warrior,
Or like some swashbuckling pirate
hero yeah!
I descend upon the Site with a
flourish
Swinging in like Errol Flynn trailing
behind me great romance and
adventure
I bring my magic, I dazzle with my
swordplay, my verbal acrobatics
Send all the shadows fleeing,
rescuing the poor damsels, the sad
heroine grieving
Releasing the downtrodden from
their onerous chains and shackles
Bringing Justice once more to the
World
I bring them all a gift... the gift of... of
Freedom!!!
Then as suddenly as I came... I'm gone,
yea! I vanish
But not before leaving my mark, with
lightning strokes, my Calling Card
A big "Z" Z for Zardo, written,
emblazoned with my sword:
The people they all gather around
just like detectives after a crime
They view my wonderful damage,
can only stare and marvel
Then someone shouts, he points a
finger
"Look!! The sign! Z!!! It was Him...it...it
was Zardo!!!"
"Zardo!!!" the whole crowd gasps in
awed hushed tones,
"It...it was Zardo!!!"
All I need now is a good theme tune
[Song: O Zar..arr..do! Where do you come from/ Where do you go Zar..arr..do!]
II
O! the ladies of an evening, they come
out onto their balconies to coo
To watch the sun set & the rising of
the Moon
Secretly they sigh and whisper onto
themselves
"O! Zardo, where art thou, my Sweet
Prince, my Secret Love
How my heart it longs, it yearns for
thee,
I can see you, see you almost, upon a
striking Black Horse galloping
[Song: O! Zarr...arr...do, your brooding
dark looks, your flashing blade/
Riding through the Glens of Ireland
yeah!].
O! Zardo, in my dreams I walk with
thee, you hold me in your arms
O! Zardo, can I see it...will you not show it to me....let me touch it, hold it,
feel it...your... your gleaming sword,
your flashing blade yea!
Your golden pen from which
beautiful dreams are made
O! Zardo your golden Excalibur like
sword
Please! O Please! Unsheathe it!"
[Song: O! Zar..arr..do, with your eyes so soft/ But your arms so strong/
O! Zar..arr..do, Greatest Lover of them
all!]
O! the wind it rustles in the trees, a fleeting shadow flits across the fields
"O! Zardo, is that you ? Is that you ? "
they cry,
My Darling ! my Sweetness !
My shadowy Knight, my Heart's
Delight".
[Song: The Wind it whispers
Zar..arr..do/ The valleys they echo
his name]
O! Zardo if only you were here... if
only".
III
Meantime back in my sanctuary
hideaway home, safely ensconced
I reside....like some insanely brilliant
criminal mastermind
Here I can be myself, here I can laugh,
Here I can unwind, let my guard
down
Remove my cape and mask, lay my
sword aside
Here I can feast in peace & toast my
Art sublime
And around my fireside wildly dance
and sing
"O! they know me,
Yet they know me not Ha! Ha!"
Like some impish Rumpelstiltskin.....
[Song: O! Zar..arr..do, Nobody knows from whence he comes/ Or where he goes/ Mysterious Masked stranger/ Fearless Lone Ranger... Zar..arr..do!]
IV
But now, back here in the real world
I must again resume my humble
place/role...my double life
Don my Civy clothes once again
& like a chameleon blend in with the
crowd
Just another nameless face...a mere
office worker by day
[Distant Song: O! Zar..arr..do]
Here I must play another game,
maintain my secrecy at all times,
Feeling like a Secret Agent, feeling
like a spy
I must yes!....I must live a lie
For they must never know my secret
Who l really am... my true identity
Yes! I must be merciful to them &
mercy show them (& to myself also)
For my sun...my sun it would burn too
brightly for them
They'd all be starstruck, yea! they'd go
all funny, all wobbly on me
They'd be stuttering and stammering,
jibbering and jabbering
They'd go all self-conscious on me,
not know what to say or do
They'd be all staring, they'd be all
agog
"I never knew what Genius would
ever look like", they'd say,
"And all the time it was sitting there
right in front of me, right in our
midst,
But... but he's so quiet and he looks so
ordinary"
They'd come down from other floors
just to see me
They'd whisper excitedly "Is that Him? Is that Him?"
And the others would reply "Yes! that's Him, that's Genius! that's what
Genius looks like"
Why! it'd be suffocating, I'd find it
hard to breathe
I'd grow self-conscious too
I'd be just like an exhibit in the zoo.
And yet, y'know, there's this girl at
work, she's really sweet
She always has a lovely smile just for
me
So quiet and so graceful
O! how I wish... how I wish sometimes
I could just tell her, reveal myself to
her, the real me
Silently I call out to her, "No! this isn't the real me you see before you
No! I'm not this dithering Klark Kent
type office mouse
Look!!! (ripping off my shirt and tie revealing my Superman/Zardo vest)
Me! I'm Superman! Yes! I'm Zardo!!!"
[Music strikes up: O! Zar..ar..do! So
strong, so gallant, so bold! Zar..ar..do]
And she'd start to say almost afraid
" You, you're Zardo" and she'd start to
swoon, to feel faint
But I'd grab her and take her in my
arms, my strong embrace
"No!" I'd assure her, "don't be afraid,
no harm will come to thee
Fear not, you won't go aflame
Look! I'm just another human being,
just like yourself"
"But you, you're Zardo", she'd protest,
" Look! " I'd say smiling, "touch me
and see, pinch me if you like
I'm just flesh and blood, no different
than you",
"Come!" I'd say, "take my hand, climb up here onto my horse, Let me take you to the stars and beyond
Yea! Let me take you home, home to my place"
And she'd take my hand and off we'd go
Galloping away together into the moonlit night.
[Song: O! don't go Zar..arr..do, don't leave us here all alone.... They call him Zar..arr..do.....].
And his legend, it goes on....
"Z"
Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 5:55 PM UTC
I wish that we could run away
just to a little place
where everything is all okay.
Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 4:02 AM UTC
I am tired.
So tired of trying.
Yet, I don't have a choice,
Unless if I am dying.
Bloodshot eyes,
Overused mind.
Chapped lips,
I am one of a kind.
Is failure an option?
If yes, then why so?
I just can't seem to escape,
I got nowhere to go.
Apr 12, 2018
Apr 12, 2018 at 1:16 AM UTC
Just for a single moment,
Can you pull away from that glass,
Look me in the eye and tell me,
That this time is the last?
Stay there for a minute,
I have just one thing left to say.
You're significance in my life,
Has meant something to me until today.
Please wait for me, will you?
I have to put on my coat.
You're leaving me behind,
And a lump is forming in my throat.
Resurface from your dark cave,
And come out to meet my eye.
If I no longer mean a thing to you,
Then have the decency to say goodbye!
I know you're hurting in your own way,
But I'm only the enemy in your mind.
I'd sooner be the one to make you happy again,
Instead of being here, left behind.
I'm being honest, despite my sharp words.
Maybe someone needs to tell you the truth:
You're so consumed by yourself that you don't see
This is not all just about you!
Outside your cave is a big, bright world,
And I'm standing here, waiting on you, on my own.
I would attempt to approach your stony structure,
But it doesn't feel much like home.
Could you just open up for a second,
I promise you I mean you no danger.
Or are you afraid of meeting my old eyes,
In case you just see another stranger?
Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 8:06 AM UTC
Forget about the hurt
The obsolete memory has turned into dust
I've ever felt down
Realize that something has gone
Now I fall Into a strange feeling
I don't know where the destiny will bring
Until you come nearer
I can't be your lover
Be honest to myself isn't easy
Cause I'm too busy
Pretended to don't know you
Trying to Ignore you
In fact I can't recognize myself
but I don't need your help
I choose to stuck in darkness, in my hideaway
Hiding my secret feeling as fervent as I can
Coward, yeah I know
I don't know until now or tomorrow
until now or tomorrow
Sep 15, 2016
Sep 15, 2016 at 4:55 PM UTC
I've been chewed up and spit out
Dropped like a bad habit and slapped with doubt
I went inside myself to rid me of shame
Yet I'm looked at and easily blamed
My past forever left a burn
Melted and scared away, with no more places to turn
So I dove inside myself and threw out the key
Hoping that no one will ever hurt me
In that time all I needed was someone to try
To gather my shattered remains and rid the tears I cry
I longed for someone who could bring me to my feet
and bring back my dying heartbeat
I don't want to stay here anymore
Please find that key and open the door
Tell me that I'm truly needed with no doubt
and teach me what life is really about
Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 12:09 PM UTC
The further in the reach will cry
To surface beveled wind and sky
Wade less in the pool of text
Encountering the dampest
Moments memories mind to feel
Things our tongues would test to say
To capture the appeal
Our questions answer paradox
As grapes did once conflict the fox
We hinder in the cold
As cinders dark behold
The beautiful unfolds
A hideaway foretold
Of fire and love consoled
Rescue now the winds of time
Along the waters level
Explanations taunt with the tides
Fleeting affection at shoreside
Ever push and pull we are
Fragile such as fading stars
In voice our chords have failed to brace
What lips would speak to chase and chase
New memories will we soon create
Our hideaway at sundown waits
Meet me before the dawn breaks free
Beneath sacred sycamore tree
Our great escape in midnight's cape
With Spirit resting peacefully
© tHE tERRY tREE
Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 12:59 AM UTC
I’m better at hiding
These tears I’ve been crying
This skin I’ve been slicing
My soul that is dying.
I’ve gotta keep lying
Gotta push you back
That way you won’t know
There’s a rope around my neck.
Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 3:44 AM UTC