

Delusions
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Invisible tears
Fall as would sleet
Crash upon a phantasmal walkway-
I had a calling to
Save the souls of the desperate and
Would become the ruler of
All creation-
Words inscribed upon lined paper
Glared at me rudely with disbelief.
The key to my past had been
Lost or stolen-
Dark clouds obstructing my rainbow, and
A vicious ice storm in the summertime had
Swept across my fallen foundation-
Life, aspirations for a future and faith in some higher being
Would become
In this sordid moment
Hopelessly misconstrued-
In this instant I see my face as reflected in a
Broken mirror-
Tomorrow my silent screams would be heard
And I would be taken away-
I have become my own desperate soul-
Loss of hope for salvation has
Light as dim as a votive candle
Guiding me backward in time where
That key to my past has been found and
Unlocked the gates to hell-
My spirit smolders
Smoke rises-
Dreams,
Shatter and
My heart dissolves into
Nothingness…
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Claudia Krizay
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Hi Claudia,
You are quite talented. Keep writing! I look forward to your poems.
Regards,
Christina
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The Refracting
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I could reach out with one hand,
Mauve-hued in dusk’s shadows, and
Grasp the moon with my fingertips.
If I could reach beyond a rainbow, if
One could be found,
Perhaps I could even capture some ethereal star.
If I am to remain a part of this world,
Or some sort of its messenger, I must
Keep myself safe in hiding, for
The earth has been shattered where my feet were once
Steadfast- edifices are crumbling, and
Falling, falling and falling into a bloodbath.
Seared flesh of carrion and ogling eyes of the living dead
Surround burning tenements destroyed by
Earthquakes emanating from meteors afire-
Destitute and homeless I stand drenched, soaked and demolished,
By the pounding drizzle of acid rain.
My inner child is searching and groping for love, comfort and humility-
Perhaps if I could somehow find my way beyond a rainbow, and
Touch its glass-like surface, inside, my pent up rage
Would be tamed by the aura that surrounds the moon, and I would
Meet face to face with the person I know that
I was never meant to be-
Downtrodden and oppressed, or as bitter as blood exuded
By its mother fruit, although steadfast forever upon this earth.
As reeking tenements shatter and fall in a curtain before my eyes,
They shall always penetrate through the rubble.
That ethereal star I am, owning light beams that
Refract against the prismatic horizon.
This is the hour of the day when the rainbow’s reflection
Can be seen shining through the countenance of saints,
And through the tears flowing from the glazed eyes of sinners’ fury,
If you believe,
If you only would believe,
Perhaps you could plant your feet within the remains of
Shattered edifices, and weep only for the loss of your existence,
Grasp for the moon with your fingertips, and
Make contact always, with the eyes of saints and angels, and
With those of that inner child you own inside,
In yourself you would believe, you would believe….
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Claudia Krizay
I tried to enter another sharepost but ran into trouble- I got this message that my username was taken and that my password was invalid- how do I get around this? I seem to be running into trouble everywhere I go and everytime I try to post anything anywhere!!!!
Claudia Krizay
Hello Claudia,
SO glad to see you posting your poems here again but sorry to hear you have had some sharepost difficulties.
I too have sometimes had some technical difficulties similar to what you describe. Hope you get some expert suggestions soon. Have you tried just entering your email address, then say 'forgotten password' and you should be sent an 'enabling' chance to reset it. Do you think your computer is remembering the 'wrong' password for this site....I don't let the computer 'remember' this password automatically, for privacy reasons....as others may use this computer.
I believe there is a support advisor for posting problems here at SZ com, if all else fails .Perhaps they might advise also on how the extra encoding letters could be removed?? distracting the eye from the shape and symmetry of your poetry.
Do hope you get it sorted so we can read more...
Good luck,
Chris
UK
I will tell our tech person, thanks for alerting me.