Magnetic Fields

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Where are you going,
All you walking by?
Compelled into motion
By some secret desire.
Love; hate; duty; fate;
These silent forces acting on you.
 
© 2017 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

 

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Cacoethes Scribendi

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Compulsion
This fervent desire awake in me.
The need to be heard
Through my fingers
Onto the page.
To put down what I think
The blood, the sweat, the tears,
My rapture into ink.
 
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End of Season

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This is the forgotten time
Before the fall
That solemn quietude
After the revellers have returned
To their homes.
Before autumn blazes
In a cavalcade of colours
That signify a multitude
Of tiny silent deaths.
This forgotten time
Of the first chill,
Before the real chill
Envelops us in its breath.
 
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Warning Signs

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Numbness spreading out from within
Like a gangrene, strange confusion.
Death cell by cell, crawling back in
To the snakeskin of my own hell.
I am the monster, it is me.
Symbiosis/singularity.
This falling before the fall.
Shadow footsteps echoes in hell;
Darkness’s calling heard before.

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History of Lust

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There is a history of lust
Between you and I.
Of burning desires,
Of unravelling sheets.
Clothing torn,
In our needs and our musts.

There is a history of lust.
Of temperatures rising
In feverish collusions,
Frantic delights
In the hours of night; colliding
In all our needs and our musts.

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Your Silence Speaks

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Your silence
Speaks an ocean,
Of the stars and the dust;
Reflected
Glories
Harder and harder to bear.

Your vengeance
In the crying light
In the shadow of trust.
Sharing out the darkness,
The madness
In Gaia’s despair.
 
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Near Fatal

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The kiss
Wasn’t what I wanted it to be.
It wasn’t a start
Just another missed chance.
A glancing blow,
A slow dance over too fast
For my heart’s misery.

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Dark Seas

The girl with the blue sky eyes is looking at me
From across the darkened room. A heat haze
Of emotion flickers like a lighthouse
Beam of day, as we catch each other’s gaze.
We share a smile, exchange a faint glimmer of
Recognition. Two islands that used to be one
Until the dark seas intervened and the current
Forced us to drift further and further apart.
 
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Empty Cages

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We went to the zoo today.
We saw the cockroaches at play.
Elephant and rhino have gone,
Of the panda there is only one.
Empty cages in the zoo today.
 
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In the Pit of My Stomach

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In the dark of the night time
In the cold of my bed
In the moments in between
When the feelings are raw.
When my mouth is slowly drying
And the words rot in my throat.
And the dreams are dying
Like autumn leaves falling in the breeze.
And I can’t unfeel what I’ve felt before.
And my belief is crumbling,
Oh so many nights of tears and dust.
Then there’s this feeling I get
In the pit of my stomach.
A chill like a knife blade
Twisting within my spirit and guts.
When I’d scream

If screaming counted for much.

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