I've lost hundreds of poems--recently I found a few straglers from 1994 & 1996. I'm struck by my own inner darkness which seems to errupt in each poem..
"Sea Of Dread"
Clothed in ones own shadow
Like Black clouds at noon
She plays hide & seek with the devil
Like the sun eclipsing the moon
Curtains of dried blood cloak her eyes
Like warm breath upon colds mirror
Her flesh dissolves the lineage of bone
Anonymous walls become clearer
The copper pond reflects the broken wing
Like candles on a cake for the deceased
The three legged chair enables her void
She bought war yet sought eternal peace
Clothed in ones own shadow
Like Black clouds at noon
She plays hide & seek with the devil
Like the sun eclipsing the moon
Swallowing a star beneath the knot of hope
Just like the hooked fish
Her shadow dances on the walls
The pendulum makes a wish
Nobody's child bathed in the fountain of coins
As though placing ones own mortality on red
Seduced by the prophets promise of eternal rest
She sleeps ...
like the sharks in her sea of dread
Khristina Lupinacci 1994
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