Midnight Emotions

  

Lip lock promises

Subtle persuasion,

Twist of fate

Or twist of Cain?

 

Eagle eyed stare

Glimpse of denial,

Quicksand to heaven

In memories betrayal.

 

Juxtapose noises

Makes thinking surreal,

Mix and matching emotions

Creates plastic heart attack.

 

Steal plated hand shake

Rusts any promises,

Recycling fortunes

Isn’t worth the price.

 

To deal with the devil

Is to deal with yourself,

The truth of tomorrow

Starts with lies of the past.

 

Time to wake up

Without an alarm,

Even in an eclipse

The sun never stops.

Reviews

[Gheeneil]

Midnight Emotions has something to do with seeing oneself; come to face to face with own self without the mask. It is about knowing the lies and truth about existence, which I believe, it's something that we rarely engage in bec we fear facing our own demons. Nonetheless, i like the flow of this piece bec it trudges on the path toward light. Those are words from a wise man.

[closed account]

wow,,, this was a very interesting poem, such strong words
in this poem, not sure what I make of it?? mixed emotions of
sex lies and video tape lol,, that is what this poem reminds me
of,, I am sure I am completly wrong.. but those words came to me
very deep Dale...

[Phibby Venable]

i love how this moves and the mixture of good and bad..wonderful ending.

[emmajoy]

We move into and out of hurt .. we slay dragons and fear coming face to face with them every time we go around a corner into the next day, event, relationship or whatever: ' Mix and matching emotions Creates plastic heart attack '

We know what happens, we're scared of what might happen but, but, but we can't stop, we can't give in else we're dust under our own feet. You say this: ' Recycling fortunes Isn't worth the price.' .. not sure I agree but, we all have different thoughts, feelings - I think we use re-cycled fortunes to make us stronger..

Your poem is such a mixture of hurt - you fight yourself, you fear yourself.. but, neither is necessary, you're just living a life and that's what life is: ' Time to wake up Without an alarm, Even in an eclipse The sun never stops. ' that is so true.

Wonderfully thoughtful piece. Your poetry rides a real carousel .. varying from topic to topic so your readers never know what the menu's going to be!


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[Bud]

A Brilliant piece. So many levels to speak of here. There's a bit of a riddle mixed in with this, so it feels.

"To deal with the devil
Is to deal with yourself,
The truth of tomorrow
Starts with lies of the past."

This is my favorite part, and appears to be the center piece of the poem. Excellent work, Dale!

[An Ordinary Woman]

I know Cowboy. I am sorry you've been hurt so profoundly.
I like you and think your a nice fellow and I hate that for you. Someday, I hope to show up and find a big ol poem full of all the good that you deserve. Kudos on the poem, it is great. And have a hug too.

*hugs*

[Georgia Gypsy]

I love the depth of emotions i feel as i read this piece, and admit it took awhile to find the words to leave a review. Touches my soul, makes me acknowledge how moving on means dealing with past hurts first in order to have closure, so the next chapter in my life can be better and leave me feeling complete instead of empty, as i do now...

;)

[Ellen Hammond]

Profound, philosopical, and inspiring! This makes one stop to face the reality of the past and present, but gives hope for the new day rising. The title is great too. Great work!

[Fran Marie]

To deal with the devil
Is to deal with yourself,
The truth of tomorrow
Starts with lies of the past

So true~This is An inspiring and powerful piece~ with a philosophical wisdom/ we all have to own up to the past, indeed, in order to go onward and upward to tomorrow's truth

Great Pen!!

[Elizabeth]

Twist of Cain...
Love that.

[Lizanne]

Am I my brothers keeper? Broken promises,the look you dead in the eye backstab. So much stress from these situations that you feel as if you will have a heart attack.The cold hand that bares no warmth towards one, only reaching into your pocket. Hmm, wall street and the credit card crisis. Time to wakeup and not be frightened, but be aware of the situation. Always darkest before the dawn and a new day will arrive. We will pull out of this crisis. My random thoughts on this deep and thought provoking writing that could go in many directions. A brilliant flash of the pen.