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Shifting Shadows

Fate beckons from the shadows
Longest and shortest moments
Crowd hope from your soul,
Any glimmers,
pieces of rational 
are pulled away
by scrabbling mind fingers 
Plucking life threads
killing possibilities 
And unrealised dreams 
float wispy away,
Intensifying darkness
creeps the corridors 
of your creations,
Unreal space replaces 
Reality,
Your world shrinks past 
family, friends, co-workers 
into increased isolation,
paused person pain,
spiralling self shutdown,
Even as these words 
Resonate, vibrate deep in you 
it all seems shadows of
Someone else 
a different diversion of you.

Where is the voice 
that can call you by 
a deeper name
Calling you 
up to another level 
Calling
smiles on your soul
Calling a
welcome to the glory
of God’s presence?

Starting Thoughts: Why do we crave attention and often withdraw from connection? How do we shutdown from others and ourselves into a world often of our own creation powered by our choices? Who really sees us, knows us by name?
Poem Topic Tags:
#call, #choices, #darkness, #depression, #friends, #loneliness, #mentalhealth, #shadows, #soul,
Posting Tags: #artist, #christian, #creativewriting, #instawrite, #poems, #poetry, #poetsofinstagram, #poetryisnotdead, #poetrycommunity, #poetryinmotion, #spilledink, #spokenword, #typewriter, #videos, #wordsmith, #writing, #writinglife, #writerscommunity, #writerscorner, #writersofinstagram,
Spoken Word Poem for Christian Questions

Mist

Mist swallowed 
old soldier trees
lean tiredly against
peeled teeth missing fences,
Silently the grey stalks 
across overgrown 
weed invaded grass
creeping around the gaunt
black ribbed house,
climbing rotting walls
sliding through shattered windows
seeking collapsing dreams,
just one hope to shore
up life.

derelict loneliness
is all the mist
fingers find.

Poem Tags
#anthropomorphism, #derelict, #house, #loneliness, #metaphor, #mist, #old, #poetry, #spoken-word, #seasons, #weather,

Prompt
Mist and loneliness stalk the derelict house.
Mist creeps through a derelict house

Gorilla Glass

Transparent and hidden
I reach out
and fingers touch
cold and hard
like a mime artist
on the glass box
surrounding me,
unbreakable,
trapped
yet constantly seen
by others around,
The crystal cage
travels life
with me,
and knowing glances
penetrate the walls,
live human dissection
gilded bird man
wings clipped
lost behind
invisible barriers,
People walk by
smiles and reference
they stop talking
lean to each other,
and my mind shatters
fixating on what they 
could have been saying,
cracked and damaged identity
within ever-strong
gorilla glass.

Poem Tags
#cage, #christian, #identity, #loneliness, #personality, #poem, #poetry, #seeker, #spokenword, #trapped, #value, #walls, #zoo
Prompt
Are people talking about you? Trapped in a glass box - your personality zoo.
Chrisitan Spoken Word Poem on trapped in a galss box.

A Person

A well
of sadness
pooled your
eyes
tears gathered
mirroring outside
your heart inside
I felt drawn
to just you.

I heard about
your troubles
about how your friends
and the men you knew
said, "Let's get smashed.”
They were just hunters.

Can I take your hand
introduce you
to a friend
who never lets
you down?

God knows your heart
hurt
like I never will
I've seen him
change darkness,
make new creations.

Prompt
The mindblowing expanding universe is just amazing.
Poem Tags
#alcohol, #change, #christian, #friendship, #god, #hurt, #jesus, #pain, #poem, #poetry, #spokenword, #video

Loneliness, Friendship and meaning Christian Spoken Poetry Video

In Memory

A memory snatch
Bouncing red hair
across the crowded room
and the past crashes back,
memories flood
surging tides
through my mind,
Can it be you Sarah?
enjoying a dance
loving the beat of life?
no responsibilities
just fun, boys and loneliness.

I knew it stalked
your heart
you dreaded losing
friends who could make
you laugh,
the crowd of noise,
club of thrills
or parties
that had to be sucked
dry of every minute,
Crowded time
that meant
less moments
in a lonely bed
unless it could be filled
by someone who showed care.

The score is displayed
in the dance music,
only the fast
furious pace
will do,
slow melodies
encrust a mirror of loneliness,
lost reflections in your heart.

Reflections in my mind.

Why am I here?

Poem Tags
#memories, #party, #loneliness, #falling-apart, #poetry, #spoken-word, #crowds, #real-life

Prompt
Sometimes in a busy room memories come flooding in, with them questions for yourself.
Memories across a room seeing loneliness
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