Journey- The Muse of Hollow TimeA Poem by Mark Hurlin SheltonA Journey through brokeness and depression into self discovery, creativity and redemption.Once I went upon a time On tender foot down a far fled lane A tangled haunt of yesterdays astray Long was my hunt for a fondness or A certain door A value or an anchor For a ship to sail me to myself To the awesome abyss of the self I fell, my moods of poison pulled I felt the falling stars they screamed How then I howled in the nihilate night Too sullied to soothe my lonesome ghost My bitten bones for hollow time My heart a black-hole house of cards Slipped sigh of shames, a hungered Hades A burnt out history bile and b***h had fumed But I was too young to be that old I must find my joy and hold it fond to Hunt the rainbow -Honour life but I had been blind to the haven of hearts On the tongue-tips of touch my blessings stood And much more than warm with will and giving Stirred the memory of his music in me Forgiveness !! " Cried his humble name Peace trembled through me, stars sang life His Love shone through the ice of my armour-shell New birth for my blunt and brittle box That breathed in a dreamless ditch of ‘ then’ And then that cherub child that longed Loomed large so large in the life of me Did make me doubt the shackle and the stab Though thorny chain of void has led me here A sprig of springtime mine Has bathed my heart in his balmy sea Through waves of golden nectar now I hum with the hymns of his creativity He sings oh poet be like a child Be Meek and kind and come to me © 2019 Mark Hurlin Shelton |
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Added on September 24, 2019 Last Updated on September 24, 2019 AuthorMark Hurlin SheltonCape Town, Western Cape, South AfricaAboutI am from Cape Town, South Africa i am a poet, singer, songwriter, Juggler, Clown, magician and Balloon artist. I have written hundreds of poems since I was quite young. more..Writing
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