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These are poetry drafts. I consider all my poetry in a constant state of drafting, some with revision ongoing, others merely gathering dust. Some have been published but will still be considered drafts.

N.B. When these posts were imported I noticed some of my reblogs also got pulled in. It should be ovious from the contents that they are reblogs from other writers. I am in the process of removing those posts.

a future foretold

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Please put the future on repeat,
On retreat, in the shadows of a
Day like this day, of a bouncing
Merry; by treat and mistreat of
A walking stick dubbed Mary; oh
those feet I cherised.





I walk, I wobble, I called you out.
The sisters and the painted veil;
Disengaged. Heathen, indeed on
Paved and littered roads, of paths
From paradise fallen.





Show yourself, show your features
And the rampant rage; the rape
Untold, the butter melting between
The sheets; between the tweets &
The mournings.





Please put the future on repeat,
I hate to say I told you otherwise,
I hate to play your unwashed
Fold. I walk into the future you
Foretold: paradise lost &





Lonely.

Ghosts: Poems in Black and White

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Ghosts frequently haunt the places we desire the most in our search for solitude: our memories. Our ghosts are personal, intimate, and often unreasonable foes of days long gone. Over time they become our sparring partners in the eternal ring of unyielding fires, refusing to heed our cries for mercy.


Ghosts is a collection of personal poetry painted in black and white. Poems dealing with past and present ghosts, and with the life and inevitable death of the poet they left behind.


Please be aware: the topics covered herein may be upsetting to some readers. There is explicit content: strong language, references to abuse and scenes of a sexual nature; plus frequent misuse of punctuation, grammar, and the English language.




Available now from Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Waterstones, plus many other online book sellers around the world.






  

Published: 12 August 2020
Publisher: Hayden Veil
Genres: 
Poetry






 



 

 


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… and darkness spread

By - 
… and darkness spread across the land,
like paint from an overturned bucket,
Magnolia at its best, making the
Old Masters superfluous





… and darkness spread across the land,
calling forth the wind and howlings,
speaking truth with no ears fluttering,
the silence dropped its anchor





… and darkness spread across the land,
and men tried and men tied their
laceless shoes, stumbling onwards
blindfolded





… and darkness spread across the land,
the rivers sourced in unseen eyes,
an unending supply of salty





water

the silence

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There is no protection
Against the silence,
The words desperately
Wanted; the never spoken
Neither lovingly nor in
Anger. The silence
A dagger even blunt
Turns the kindest of souls





Into murderers

control

By - 
Con……………Troll
I imagine
Having both / qualities /
Striking twice the
….Luck
My brethren I declare
….this is not the ebb
The flow, or the ultimate
….low-ride
A mere flat, a
Puncture of the veins
….of life
An unbeaten heart still
Beating
A flat roof leaking
….red wine
I imagine more
….each day
That is my insanity taking --





 control

As your words fell flat

By - 
As your words fell flat,
I picked them up & I nailed them
Or with glue attached them thus:
To a piece of papyrus; deadwood.

As the stack grew higher,
Piled up towards the heavens,
I chose a few for safekeeping,
To get me by when times got rough.

Now with the bells tolling, the
Time is right to say the things I
Never minded then; back when the
Storm raged in full.

I will bind you; line your legacy for a
Future you; a future me to watch,
A ghost among many ghosts

To haunt me

an eerie silence

By - 
There is silence,
An eerie silence,
On the dark side of the moon,
And in the bedroom,
Where you once roamed





The dark bark of the dog gone quiet,
The limp limbs of nocturnal rendezvous,
Neither amiss considering the plights,
The might of fear at night turned
To life





Itself

web of lies

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I weave a web of lies / ‘fore God’s susceptible eyes / I squash the bugs that slithers / emerging from 'neath the bush / She wore no high heels / a hazily memory recall / our nocturnal rendezvous / all too short / yet worms surfaced / slithering & ripe for a final reckoning / she no longer strolls the shaded sidewalks / I carry her legacy with me / her memory fading as the decades pass / my regular returns to the undergrowth / my slithering moves / remains

web of lies

By -

I weave a web of lies / ‘fore God’s susceptible eyes / I squash the bugs that slithers / emerging from ‘neath the bush / She wore no high heels / a hazily memory recall / our nocturnal rendezvous / all too short / yet worms surfaced / slithering & ripe for a final reckoning / she no longer strolls the shaded sidewalks / I carry her legacy with me / her memory fading as the decades pass / my regular returns to the undergrowth / my slithering moves / remains

Copyright © 2021 @behind-the-veil-of-sanity / Hayden Veil

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