Mind Corridors

Mind Corridors

A Poem by Chris Shaw

in darkest corners
cobwebs remain unshaken
tears trapped like dead flies

© 2021 Chris Shaw


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dang .. the Cafe' is presenting senryu today. just started my visits and already two out of three .. this one is super dark and all i can think of is getting hit in the face unawares by spider webbing ... your personification of ones tears in such a place is super says i ... dead flies ... we create these horrors in our dark corners and paint them with unapproachable horror so as never to be looked at in the light .. but they fester don't they? powerful stuff ma'am! really has me thinking! thanks for sharing
E.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Dear Mr E, I woke from a dream and this sprang out:)
Many thanks for your thoughtful response.. read more
Einstein Noodle

3 Years Ago

no... its so very unhealthy for us to entertain them ... wrapping and re-wrapping in webs so thick ... read more



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Great write Chris. You have excelled to the max with this one. Very smart written and so clever.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you Andrew for your generous review. All the best.

Chris
andrew mitchell

3 Years Ago

Top of the pile this one!
Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Too kind you are :)
wow, what a last line, I wish I had written that one.

Tears can feel so ugly on the inside, and be such pests.

Senryu away, Chris!
j.

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you J. When I think I can't string anything together, along comes a senryu:)
And the light bulbs only flicker, adding to the eerieness of traversing these crumbling halls. And you can't ask a growed up to hold your hand every time you think. Well you can, but they'll look at you like you're a weirdo on a bus. I try not to think anymore Chris, I have a tattoo on my head, under the hair that has a skull & crossbones, saying "That be beasties here!" ☠️😊💀

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lorry

3 Years Ago

Been torrential rain here too after days of that yellow sky ball fire thingy coming out to play. Wil.. read more
Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Well it's still howling here. Good news is that all the wretched catkins that give me hay fever are .. read more
Lorry

3 Years Ago

Kite flying weather here now. Think I'll buy a sunbed if I turn any paler, would 5ake a fortnight un.. read more

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Chris Shaw
Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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