LOST and BOUND

LOST and BOUND

A Poem by TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror
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" landing in the sleep of dreams face in a pillow held to the floor "

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shuffling feet recede with the sinking heat

shadow chanters possess the street

sidewalk dancers work their song

the mind a clenched fist

pounding a one beat drum

a hustle in lunacy

chasing crank and doom


sound surrounds a fool

that is what you hear

the constant humm lost in the ear

exhales as a kindle, leads a rumble

the bellow of a beast howling thunder

the sound so pleasing

crawls under the skin

begins to breath

becomes the wind


jacked up

spread thin

spinning shards of speed

believing all the joy in greed

sabotage of self redeem

a play to crash and fiend

infringes the sound of terror

louder than an ocean roars

misery always begs more


hand on a knife

steady work in a glisten

fury breathes bending twisted

thrashing fragile decline

slashing sublime

carving within the lines

seeking a hollow spine

nothing seen to intervene


struck hard to a mad core

falling through every door

landing in the sleep of dreams

face in a pillow

held to the floor

nothing left to bargain

suffocation frees a demon

leaves a human being


Terry D’Arcy-Ryan


















© 2019 TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror


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Beautiful artwork and amazing words my friend. I could feel the struggle and falling in your words. Does the world kill what we were and make us, to her desire? I wonder. Thank you my friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Posted 4 Years Ago


TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

4 Years Ago

Maybe we see and hear the world as these women see and hear it. The struggle in this addiction and .. read more
Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

You are welcome my friend.
I don't normally favor rhyming. But, this, right here, yeah. It's wondrously subtle. I try to do that, too. It's actually, more like meter. You use it to propel the next line, without defining it.
"Pounding a one beat drum".
They all are, darling. Each one.


Posted 6 Years Ago


TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

6 Years Ago

This has a specific meaning to me that no one else can see. Do you see? I sometimes hear it in my h.. read more
Wonderful write as the emotions soar expressing the internal nightmare of the soul. Loved the write.

Posted 6 Years Ago


TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

6 Years Ago

Weeping Willow, we are haunted in many ways through out life. It is empowering to write about.
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Great job portraying the thoughts of an addict. In the words of MetallicA, "Master of puppets, I'm pulling your strings, twisting your mind and smashing your dreams."

Posted 6 Years Ago


TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

6 Years Ago

CaffeinatedMe, I am thrilled you enjoyed this and give such an amazing review. Nothin but Love.
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Sounds like a deep sleep nightmare, I love it. There is a deep sinking feeling that is portrayed well by both imagery and poem, and for me personally it speaks to a secret fear of the innermost part of myself, that scary something beneath the subconscious. This is brilliant stuff. Keep it up.

Posted 6 Years Ago


TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

6 Years Ago

We are our own worst enemy at times, the only hope is to understand the limitations and traps we set.. read more
my, oh my. such powerful imagery. each line a gem, stronger than the last. felt myself floating in a dream state of another realm and consciousness. we all have our demons and ridding ourselves of them is liberating. you continue to break the mold my dear friend. your thoughts and words take me places i never thought possible ... :)

Posted 6 Years Ago


TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

6 Years Ago

Pete, demons are all in the past but I have no problem rounding them up for a write. Thank you for a.. read more
powerful write my friend,crazed people all around us,can`t believe what we see
a maze,desperate feelings

Posted 6 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

6 Years Ago

Wordman, I thank you for the great review

SheerTerror
 wordman

6 Years Ago

you`re welcome terry

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TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror

PHOENIX, AZ



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When I was a young girl I was your average Tomboy. I lived to watch Star Trek the only thing that could take me away from the voyages of the Star Ship Enterprise was playing Baseball with the boys. .. more..

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