Imprint (Tanka-Haiku Hybrid)

Oft times I ponder
on lives my cold mind has touched
my darkness, my light
my struggle as wind through stone
did I make my troubles theirs?

feeding minds as crumbs
to angels and demons same
while my eyes turned blind

Oft I’m reminded
of that coin’s two-sided grin
those smiles and the tears
the darkness of long gone years
and the flip that favored me

I can only pray
to impart more light than dark
as my imprint brands…

Written by Matthew – 2016
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Dragonfly

diaphanous spectrum—
shifting rainbows
on fluttering wings
in dawn’s first light
peace and beauty
hovers on the thin air

does creation
not echo its magnificence
upon capillary waves
all life reverberates
in harmonious tones
back to its creator

Written by Matthew – 2015
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I Had A Dream Of Molten Steel (Villanelle)

I had a dream of molten steel
weapons to liquid by the fire of humanity
and all the people awoke to what is real

the air was charged with an electric feel
as the dancing masses cast off their misery
I had a dream of molten steel

the night aglow—the scene surreal
together they poured from the foundry
and all the people awoke to what is real

a fevered wind blew as metals congeal
new hope forged by the fire of humanity
I had a dream of molten steel

the hands of the many toiled with euphoric zeal
no more rich, no more poor, no bourgeoisie
and all the people awoke to what is real

on that day the pact was sealed
that violence would no longer be their reality
I had a dream of molten steal
and all the people awoke to what is real

Villanelle Form

“…and they shall beat their swords into plowshares, and their spears into pruninghooks: nation shall not lift up sword against nation, neither shall they learn war any more.” Isaiah 2:4

Written by Matthew – 2016
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Nothingness

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is there more or has the best gone by
fifteen thousand suns and moons passed
like beating wings on dragon flies
all while love grows and fades
innumerable fleeting emotions
swirl—coalesce—cascade

my dreams have all died
as warring celestials collide
my soul lanced and drained
yet this living husk remains
what was belief but illusion
what is faith but self delusion

this overinflated sense of being
little more than wisped breath on a breeze
this search for the ever hiding meaning
is there more or is this life’s decree
counting the days until nothingness
never rising from swollen knees

Written by Matthew – 2017
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Thirteen…

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13 reasons—68 seasons
a trillion tears to fall
the weeping mind
writes line by line
bitter words on a freezing wall

stinging ice—one slice twice
to cut it all away
the numbing cancer
a final answer
if darkness lights the day

yet pain is a fetter—tying together
lonely days living dead
drowning in questions
guilting inflections
13 reasons why you fled

Written by Matthew – 2017
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Not my best work, but I had to write something after watching 13 Reasons Why. Suicide is never an answer. That pain goes on and spread though the lives of everyone you have touched. The mind can be such an awful thing. I encourage anyone reading this to seek help from more than one source if you’ve ever had suicidal thoughts or ideations. If you are reading this and you are strong, I encourage you to reach out to others you may see in need. We are our brothers and sisters keepers. Spread love not pain.

Blight

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we’re wrong but we’re right
another cold unending fight
new version of that same old song
unchanged notes in our story
playing all along

never harmed and no foul
you should see this by now
yet principles and sleeping dogs wake
consciously committing yet
another mistake

how much more will you take?
sweat beading on my brow…
contemptible and headstrong…
your beau but your blight…

Written by Matthew – 2017
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