"reemerges" poems
he's terrified of her voice
that whips his eardrums like kashmir switches
and tickles his diaphragm until he convulses
in nervous laughter inside his head
the way it inquires broadly,
like an opera written in tornado sirens and megaphones
and the brightness of lighthouses,
for conversation he thought
had drowned long ago and only
reemerges as bubbles on the lake's surface
a boiling body popping deafeningly
with anxiety, and plumping
bravery pasta, which smells seductive,
which he loves...
he's just not hungry right now.
Oct 10, 2013
Oct 10, 2013 at 2:49 PM UTC
Nuclear Winter: Solo Restart
by Michael R. Burch
Out of the ashes
a flower emerges
and trembling bright sunshine
bathes its scorched stem,
but how will this flower
endure for an hour
the rigors of winter
eternal and grim
without men?
Keywords/Tags: nuclear, winter, radiation, ashes, life, reemerges, without, men, Armageddon, Apocalypse, extinction, event
Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 11:30 PM UTC
Sun slowly surrendering to the night,
on a cool, calm, dusk in the fall,
leaves colored and brittle crunch under my feet,
the light paints a silhouette, of mountains and trees,
hills and brick walls,
the shadows slowly engulfing the dim light.
Life itself recedes into the gallows of the dark,
as if to stop while the shine disappears,
only to return, and bloom in the morning glow.
Soon it will be winter, colder, darker, white,
until the sun returns, the light, the shine, the glow,
reemerges from the night.
Jun 18, 2012
Jun 18, 2012 at 4:45 PM UTC
I hate how I give up so fast
Love shadow realm too much
So I can't leave it in the past
I often crave the sinful touch
To see face of the devil
How bright appearing to be
Feel the end of this level
Amazed flaws are all I see
Surrounding natural urges
Beauty challenging to resist
Done until thought reemerges
Tempting dark persists
Dec 21, 2020
Dec 21, 2020 at 9:26 PM UTC
Anger flares, then dissipates,
But what remains in its wake?
Do you pace forward, fists ready,
Or stall, your heart ablaze?
In the darkness, do you recount
The lies, the destruction unfold?
Do nightmares and dreams converge,
A story yet untold?
When the anger reemerges,
Do you give it a voice,
A pen to honor its pain,
A chance to make its choice?
It can make you be reckless
It's hard to reign in once it comes
There are innumerable consequences
You don't realise what you become.
Feb 16, 2024
Feb 16, 2024 at 1:26 PM UTC
This isn't just poetry
But a cry for help
Yesterday I lost my love
Through lack of symmetry inside myself.
I tend to overthink things
Because my imagination is alive and well
Unfortunately it not only can help me show I love her
But believe in an instant that she doesn't love me.
It's simple, see.
The trust I have in her is whole and pure; without fear.
But my imagination twists things just like the devil.
Now I am without my love.
On a mission.
What I believe is
My active imagination is the cause
for my enthusiasm.
The same enthusiasm my love fell for.
So riddle me this.
How can I STOP overthinking things,
realize it when I am(Quickly),
And shape myself in who I should be..
..without misplacing my enthusiasm
with a bore, who would begin again overthinking from being insecure.
Why am I such a effing PARADOX?!
It's me. I know it is. She knows it is.
She is perfect. I am crippled with imperfections.
She was fantastic... And you know what, I was crap.
She doesn't know that I am still trying. But I will fix me. For us.
If heartbreak reemerges. Then I shall take my punishment. And respectfully let her go.
I just have to find balance. A controlled mind. Then I will be freed from myself.
Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 1:11 AM UTC
Its that feeling you get on the brink of a rough patch
You rush back to the drinking and just crash
You act different, distant and drunk as...
One bad binge then you blink and the cuffs latch
You drink ***** snooze and withdraw
Usually fall, puking and refusing to crawl
Wake up no memories confused at it all
Then a tear surfaces with nervousness
The darkness reemerges, asking is it really worth this
Na but pretend its fun
So fun you don't need a friend when your drunk
Just a loner on a balcony tempted to jump
To mend it with a thump can end it at once
Some days we trip when it rains
Cause the brain can slip
But staying strong though it
Hope someone related to this
Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 11:58 PM UTC
Dormant, standing on the bow peering out with telescope in hand
Quite seas
Off in the distance,
Land
Bright sunlight piercing through closed fingers
Shielding the reflection of the ocean and sky
To no avail
Telescope still in hand
Distance drawing nearer
"Land ** yells the lookout as dry ugly faces peer out from below deck
Grumbling voices wake from their slumber as the crew saunters their way into the day light and fresh air
They grab rope, and hooks, swords, and supplies
Captain steering towards the shore
They hop on three dinghies
Eight strong
Yo ** ** and a bottle of ***
Eyepatches, sly grins, and peg legs a plenty
No one greets them on the small island
They are there to pillage the resources and devour the meats as they reach soil
Sharp teeth and empty stomachs
Tattoos of women with large ******* and anchors, hearts, and daggers
***
Much *** will be swigged and landing in bellies come nightfall
Songs sung by fires warm light
At mornings break they shall hunt and scour the land for animals and resources
They haven't a map but smell treasure
They know it's there
They whiff at the air to determine their course
They argue their cut, their share of their findings until one man lay dead from sharp blades final judgement
More for the taking of the rest of the crew
Morning comes
Through the branches, over rocks they climb towards the peek
The summit
A cave, a cave is in sight
They throw rocks in order to draw out and living creature that may have made a home inside
No sound permeates
It is safe to enter
Fire sticks are lit and cave is entered with caution
Whispers and hushes
They stumble
Head meets rock
Blood
This is no easy life
They reach a cavernous waterhole
The first man is egged on to explore its contents
Explore its depth
The water is knee deep
Until, until he sinks out of sight and the water swallows him whole
Startled, the men scamper back to dry land
"Where has our fellow mate gone", they ask
Splashing, he reemerges
He reaches the surface and cries out
"Gold!!"
Feb 18, 2017
Feb 18, 2017 at 1:34 AM UTC
in the fullness
of the dark,
we forget to
remember that
we’ve been only
able to see about
ten seconds worth
of anything at all.
because of nature’s
need to quench thirsty
soil she spoils our
sight of the sun’s
blackening behind the
shadow of our cratered
cousin,
with cumulonimbus.
however,
the humanity
with which I’ve gathered
for a while has been rife with
disappointment,
until just
now.
in this circle of sunset,
we are overwhelmed with
the totality,
our disappointments fade,
eclipsed by wonder
and the sudden
coolness in the air,
which is audible
in its silence.
the clouds that purloined
our sleek vantage point
are purpled
strokes of a celestial brush
that none of us could
have hoped
to lift.
now,
as the sun reemerges,
rises again,
this time in the west,
the city lights wink out
as midday returns.
we return from our own
Olympus as well,
all the better for it.
un-disappointed,
alive in a way
that
never
existed
before.
***
-JBClaywell
© P&ZPublications
Aug 23, 2017
Aug 23, 2017 at 5:42 PM UTC
Haunting Memories
You are always there, and always will be.
Denial strikes and you disappear,
Fear and loneliness take over.
Feeling out of focus,
Reality sets, and you are back.
You are terrifying and graphic, consuming every ounce of me.
Blocking you out is exclusively done to protect me.
You are revolting and disturbing, but vanish at the sight of denial.
Feeling nauseous, feeling nervous, feeling this dreadful pain.
Everything is wrong, you are wrong.
Alone, guilt, fear... Reality reemerges.
Acceptance of your existence ultimately happens.
Incredibly powerful you are.
I cannot break free of you, even if I try.
From a distance, still delivering shock waves up my spine.
Denial no more with progress around the corner.
You all decide to join forces against me.
You form a team, and hit me all at once.
You are abusing and beating me down.
Overwhelmed and out of control.
Exhaustion sets in.
Depleting into numbness to survive.
Chaos!
Grounding myself, clearing my mind.
Control within reach.
You no longer define me, consume me, control me.
Dealing with each one of you will no longer happen on your terms and timeline.
Pace has been adjusted to slow,
Acknowledgment and understanding become my armor against you.
True healing is happening,
finally...
I am starting to defeat you.
Haunting memories are all that you are.
You, are WEAK.
Still frightening, but no longer dominating me.
I am stronger than you, and always will be.
© Jl 2015
Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 12:59 AM UTC