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I can feel something lurking
at the edges of my mind,
but it slips into the darkness,
and once again I’m blind.

there lies a thought, a purpose,
a clarity of hue,
that lingers on the margins,
but leaves before it’s due.

sometimes it’s the direct gaze
that steams away the maddening haze;
that brings to focus more than guess
the visions in the psyche’s mess.

but more than not the spotlight
disappears them back to night
—those ufos of the mind,
gone before the camera’s primed.

I can feel something stirring,
where head and heart converge:
so I’ll lay the baits of coaxing,
and hope it will emerge.



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Phantoms
Date: Sunday, 5th January 2020 @ 08:19:15 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: spike
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I can feel something lurking
at the edges of my mind,
but it slips into the darkness,
and once again I’m blind.

there lies a thought, a purpose,
a clarity of hue,
that lingers on the margins,
but leaves before it’s due.

sometimes it’s the direct gaze
that steams away the maddening haze;
that brings to focus more than guess
the visions in the psyche’s mess.

but more than not the spotlight
disappears them back to night
—those ufos of the mind,
gone before the camera’s primed.

I can feel something stirring,
where head and heart converge:
so I’ll lay the baits of coaxing,
and hope it will emerge.





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