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Welcome to the Poetry Circle 3 Archives
week 9 February/16/2001
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THE ABYSS

Follow into me, follow into my soul.
A place for me and me alone; unless I desire companionship.
Look deep there is no end.
The light of a soul is fragile, seemingly untouchable.
Feel the light flicker with every beat of my heart.
Feel me as I feel others.
Look into me, feel me as I feel you.
Feel the darkness and despair, see the sadness I have known.
They are the dark spots of in my soul.
Know me as no other.
See the light flicker with hope, with believing.
Is it fantasy or is it real? Love is what I feel.
The soul is an abyss.
Without love, without believing the abyss will close.
The black will cover the light.
Without love the light of the abyss will be lost forever.
Love me, follow me, you have touched my soul.
I love you, desire you, need you; please follow me through the
shadows of my soul. The abyss of my being.
To be loved is all I ask.
For a soul to be unloved is the epitome of darkness.
Without love the abyss will be closed forever.
bonsquad©


AND DARKNESS WAS MY FRIEND

I stepped back
into the dark
cool air

I lost
my way in here...
and darkness
was my friend
cold damp walls
my canvas
I lost Time
and settled in
my dreams
covering the walls
like a charcoal calendar
of where I'd been

lost and
searching
for an exit
to remembered
blue skies
and the
blinding Sun
holding hope
I counted Time
unconnected
unclear

I felt the light
before I saw it
it called to me
"over here, over here!"
I stepped back
into the
dark
cool
air
and
disappeared
sunray©


TUNNEL VISION

deep in the recesses of my boggled mind
come images disturbing so unkind
mulling things over what will i find
is there possibly a way to be redesigned
thoughts so unworthy within me combined
closing my eyes i would rather be blind
til i can rediscover if there is a light to shine
MiNN©


I SEE A LIGHT!

All my life i have been searching
for something in my soul
like a person in a tunnel
who has no where else to go

I have been through every passage
there no place i haven't wandered
except this one last passage
should i go, thats what i've pondered
I've made up my mind i will go
Theres nothing left to do
but wander this last tunnel
I SEE A LIGHT I CAN GO THROUGH!

The light is from a hole
that is big enough for me
and as i leave this tunnel
the ground is what i see

And as i touch the fresh green grass
I silently begin to cry
because i realize this experience
was really worth the while

Now you see in this poem
I found what was in my soul
It was the love from my family
That makes my life whole
-KayD©


LUMINESCENT ETERNITY

What have you heard about it?
I've heard too many "truths" to know.
It is different from here
When I'm there, the demons won't show.
They'll be gone and so will my tears.
It may hurt at first;
I may slide in with no fear.
Either way,
When my time comes, i will follow the light.
Demons of fear, shame and sadness
I'm beginning to see them less and less.
They can't survive in the light;
they won't torment me in my luminescent eternity.
jenni©


THE CAVE 

Carefully crafted, the cavernous depths,
In absolute darkness grew free.
Made with a purpose by a masterful hand,
Eternally patient was He.

The Artist determined where water would flow,
Dissolving weak layers away,
Depositing minerals droplet by drop,
In darkness, beyond light of day.

Be-ribboned translucence of onyx,
And a garden of gypsum we find,
Veins of crystalline structures,
In darkness, unable to shine.

Stalagmites, stalactites, undisturbed pools,
Shadings of iron and green,
Hidden away by the master craftsman,
Never allowed to be seen.

In the fullness of time the entrance unblocked,
Sunshine found its way in.
Reflected, refracted, glittered and shone,
O'er the glorious creation within.

The Master builder patiently builds,
Structures deep in our souls.
To each as we need (and perhaps a bit more),
Veins of crystal or silver or gold.

He gives us potential, yet it counts for naught,
When we contain darkness and night.
Potential's a good thing but beauty it's not,
'Til we become filled with His light.
Theophilus© 


OUR SOUL HE WINS

We've reached the end
Our journey is done
We see the light
It's time to succumb

Just a few more steps
Our next life begins
Pass through the portal
He'll forgive our sins

A new home we'll have
The past is no longer
Next time we're born
We'll become stronger

He'll guide our path
Our future unknown
He'll stand beside us
We'll never be alone

So alert the spirit
Pass through the hole
Abandon your body
Awaken the soul

A new life awaits
Resurrection begins
Guided by the light
Our soul He wins
Heidi©


ENTER

The tunnel called to me... traveler enter in.
come and take my shelter from the night's
cold and bitter wind.
The warmth embraced me, the silence deafening loud,
darkness surrounded me, like death's
unwelcome shroud.
In an instance a rumble began... the light once
warm hues - glared bright.
What was this light at tunnels end? was it hope
just coming into sight?
The tunnel had beckoned me, come take shelter
from winter's rain
it didn't warn me behind the light
was the 12:05 freight train.
The walls were too narrow, there was no escape
I turned to run, wondering, was this to be my fate?
The whistle blared and the engine roared
overtaking me with each stride...
searching frantically - searching for a place in
this tunnel to hide!
I swear it was the face of Casey Jones I saw..
grinning from ear to ear as I began to fall..
Indeed, I had found shelter from the night's
cold wind and rain..
now I decorate the front left wheel
on the 12:05 freight train.......
Angelkiss4u2©


LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL

There lies light within every darkness
an illumination to squelch the loneliness
a radiance to brighten the moment in doubt
an inspiration we cannot live without

There echoes a soul’s siren
beckoning to another for relief
entrapped within the rubble
paralyzed with unbelief

There seems another withdrawn
masked joy disguises the pain
in a corridor of despair
discouraged and ashamed
Their world is so empty
No light at the end to see
Yet I hear their cry for Love
and their desire to be free

Shine your light upon these others
Guide them from their cave
a life too precious to ignore
is the life you indeed may save.
SirTristin©


COME

"do not look back", my whisper in thy ear
drawing ever nearer, "control thee fear"
"come with me mortal" as I lead the way
to the depths of darkness, "do as I say".

Is naught back that way
but which you have known
has not the golden light
shined upon the precipise
of thy soul?
Will thou not foray
into that which is unknown
let the cool of darkness
seep within slow?

"look forward", my coarse hiss
closer still, "see what thee miss"
"peer into thyself" I open up thee eyes
to see within, "a body full of lies"

Is naught that way
but which thee can become
let loose tendrils of crimson fire
to cauterize the portals
to thy soul.
Let adventure take thee
within that which doth await
join me in the darkness
sup from this plate.

"do not look back" this voice within thee head
the golden light dimming "lest ye should be dead"
Gargoyle©


THE HOLE

There it is
bigger than life
the hole you left
with that stinging hot knife.

Is there hope
that it will heal
is that light
on the other side real?

Or is it just
the fading star
that will go out
leaving me in the dark.

When you take the sky
away from the bird
there is no use for wings
existence appears absurd.
Emerald_99 


INTO THE LIGHT

Dark and mysterious
drawn closer to the light
overpowering shadows
create an eerie sight.

Alone in the dark
can't find my way out
crying inside
wanting to shout.

Ominous echoes
bounce off the walls
screams from within
hearing my own calls.

Never to be found
trapped until I die
bones rest in darkness
never again to see sky.

Dear Lord keep me safe
help me out of this cave
as I keep moving forward
please help me be brave.

The light up ahead
still drawing me near
at the end of the tunnel
is where I face my fear.

Out of the darkness
into the world set free
break open the cocoon
and emerge as me.

Stepping into the light
I'm no longer afraid
facing life anew
inner peace now made.
Daisy©


UNTITLED

Dwelling in the darkness
perhaps of one's own creation.
Captured or confined
stranded by the situation.
Seeking out the sweeter dreamings
wishing this nightmare's ending.
Wondering if the answer's found
within that proverbial shinning?
A brightness guiding
appearing as that human emotion,
that will-o-wisp.
Hope bringing strength
shows a path, lights the way.
Yet I ponder still
the meanings of this life
lead among the shadows.
Walking forward towards salvation.
Is this light, though, shining from without?
Or merely reflected from within?
rutile©


CONSTRAINED TORMENT

Dark caverns of the heart
Hindered my soul from the start

What once began as journey of love
Soon wilted like a tarred and dying dove

Troubled passage narrowed down
My soul swallowed and ground

Into a place of bloodied loss
Consumed by a feeling I was unable to toss

So forgone my sight turned blind
At the end of the tunnel there was no light to find

And thus in the end of my journeys flight
I am so alone and consumed by the night

That my world has been left barren and cold
Unable to reach the hope I tormented to behold
Nightscribe©


UNTITLED
Drop by drop,
trickling through
carving out a pathway.
Yielding only grudgingly to it's touch.
Centuries or moments
for the salty water to do it's work?
Scouring the place clean.
Carried away little by little
speck by speck.
Smoothed and polished
become the chambers of this heart.
der_girlo©

OUR OWN TUNNEL

Our own long tunnel
Inside our lone lives
We look around and see ourselves
But with only with our own eyes.

Is this darkness and night
Or a home of warmth of loving light?

Which ever it is we'll leave
Sometime and travel the final path
We can look up then or down
And travel our last.

Do we want darkness and night
Or a home of warmth of loving light?

The way down is easy
One final flush
But if we can face up to it
Then heaven's a great rush.

Is it eternal darkness and night
Or a home of warmth of loving light?

Now we're alive
Until the final song plays
We have time on our sides.
It's our free decision to say

We are here in darkness and night
Or making a home of warmth and loving light.
Wes©


THE LIGHT AT THE END

I have traveled many a road
So many paths have I tried
Each led me to new experiences
Some to places I had hoped to never go to

On the path I now walk
The light can not escape
The veil of darkness envelopes me
I am it's prisoner, help me please

I hear a soothing voice
It guides me, where I know not
I trust in that voice & follow
Please help me out of this abyss

That voice, I am drawn to it
Within that voice I find warmth & comfort
I still follow..seems it is getting brighter ahead
Is this the way I have always meant to travel?

"Closer"..."Come to me"...it beckons
"Find Me"...it calls to me, I know that voice
Where have I heard it before?
Why am i now running towards it?

The light...I see it now, oh what joy in my heart
It blinds me as i get closer...closer to the voice
"Come my sweet love"..it speaks to me softly
I feel most welcome to its call

Now as I try to adjust to the light
I peer at the voice...& see
HER...O Sweet Love...O God Above
I have found YOU & you have found me

You guided me to your heart
A secret passage no one else had travelled
And within its walls I find the love you have held for me
And I also see the image of myself staring back within you

It WAS the road I should have travelled
I have found my new home
Deep within your soul & heart
I am home...My Love.. My Life...My Wife
JSProphet©


UNTITLED
When life is o'er
And only a wee bit more
Lying in the solemn night
Awaiting that first sight
Of a blinding white light
At the end of a long tunnel...
pixierose©

A HOLLOW CHAMBER

a hollow chamber etched
by years and years of time
rising falling twisting turning
no end in sight I find

an icy chill that passes
looking at these walls
so much time
so many years
alone within this hall

every passage darkness
every turn despair
a different trap
a different room
filled with pain and tears

nightmares in the shadows
memories of the past
forgotten loves
forgotten friends
things I wish would last

light begins to break
a ray of warmth I feel
is this but a new beginning
to my life that's so surreal

looking around the corner
the light begins to grow
nightmares fade
the cold is gone
left with bitter sweet sorrow

within this hollowed chamber
of pain and fright and fear
theres always hope
theres always light
to stop our falling tears
Xero©


DARKNESS' FRIGHT

Only a tour
You can endure
Probably get out
But your not sure

Beneath the ground
Darkness abounds
Dreary and black
Silent the sound

Abundant fear
Who's that near
I can't see
Was that u dear?

Tunnel of light
Shines so bright
Welcome relief
From darkness' fright
mwm-44 ©


STABLED GROUND LIVING
 (A Wholly Believable Continuum To Fathom)

crumb of the falcutum
deflated pelvis
adherence of mutated genes
synchronization
found at intercourse
of targeted seams.

holy penetrated septum-
a big
pinholed
piercing
of a shy-eyed
dimwitted
inner sanctum...

a guess for chivalrous
playtime
snaily faire
or maybe
half of the circuitry
to a rotted core...

is this that,
where
ya have
been...
before?

what?

i heard nothing
but echoes
of repeated nonsense
filling the airy light
of drivel based
drillings
dug
down
deep
in dirty
vacuous
volumes.

boring...
not at all-
but an interesting
concept
of new pilings.

miniscule
at a time
to enlarge
all that can be viewed
in sight...
to see
in those meandering tunnels
of foolish
gold prospectors
waiting on gambling
limbs away
to lose
to pain,
in places
that can hurt...
that can squeal...
that can injure
thy terra firma
of gravitational distaste-
thus caving
in like
a snowplow
shoveling
an avalanche
of bruised personas
or
breaking a toe
sworn to secrecy
and
never telling lies,
but covering up
just holes.

well...
money
can fall
down through pockets;
be bulldozed
to change
in hands...
while a life
of circumstance
is as useless
a tool
as there ever was-
to green lives
with envy
or
nothing more
than wasteful
crammed space
of 
duplicity.

tis humanly wise
to invent
all to shudder
and
visualize
a basic realm of love...
and this...this
is as easy
as mud,
or as fake
as duds...
but at least
you
are not
falling
or
sinking
in
quicksand.

thud!

thud!

thud!
Nimbusman/KiNG_SaGe©


THERE'S A FREIGHT TRAIN COMING

like a beacon within these mountains of your blasphemous lies
the loneliness slithers like the golem
wading through the intangibles of your soul
sifting between memories you chose to willingly forget
whilst realities demons
bellow acrimoniously into the insanity that confines your urgency for vindication
which is compounded by the rapid beating of your mortal heart
as your past trains over your eyelids like the midnight express from Hell
coming to retrieve the remnants of your carcassed soul
which is left behind within the shadows of your existence
how well they treated you and how little you cared
so death comes calling
sealing you eternally into the inextricable chasm of your own creation.
anonymous©


THE LIGHT OF HOPE

The darkness surronds me, where can I turn?
Will the shadows engulf and make my soul burn?

I struggle for freedom against this ill fate,
I roam down a path I can't comtemplate.

But wait, there ahead is a small ray of light.
I struggle to reach it with all of my might.

All is not lost, there is dawn in the morn,
for I now see the light and hope is reborn.
deedee 70©


ESCAPE

My sight is set,
straight ahead
no peering left
no peering right
my eyes are focused
I see my escape
for the light at the top
means, my New Beginnings
Reina©
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