each word dangles like a loose thread
from a well-worn sweater
I pull
it unravels
until there is just a pile of rawness
David Trudel © 2014
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May 27, 2014 · 9:40 am
threads
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August 31, 2013 · 2:30 pm
Hollow Empty
If I am hollow empty as I feel
Maybe I can touch dark matter
Feel cold flames of a conflagration of dark energy
Inside this void
Where there is more space than I care for
Normally
Whatever that state is
Today I’m stateless
Abnormal
Hollow empty
Absolved of guilt borne of excessive obsession
Or sins of misdirection
In this absence of emotional weight
I approach nothingness
Surreptitiously
More of a leaving than an arrival
Remembering a void, not a place
Where there are no exits or entrances
Because this is not a place to come to or leave from
This is not a direction
This is waking to hollow empty carelessly
Darkly indifferent
To the absence of emotion and externalities
Internalizing the all of nothing
Which has just enough mystery to matter
Darkly
David Trudel © 2013
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Tagged as blank verse, creative writing, creativity, dark energy, dark matter, depression, emotions, emptiness, feelings, free verse, meditation, metaphor, metaphysics, nature of time, poetry, sadness, tranquility, truth, universal peace, voids
May 5, 2013 · 1:38 pm
Happy
I wish I could remember happy
Enough to be it
Running along the beach and turning cartwheels kind of happy
All caps HAPPY shouting unashamedly, yes I am over the edge
Of restraint
Unlike the reality of tranquility and contentment
Where my happy enough happy
Is leavened by nagging worries and doubt
Halfway happy that never spills over the edge
Wearing a smile not a belly laugh
This shaded happiness that purrs contentedly
Familiar and relaxed as Saturday clothes
Is just not the kind of happy I want to remember and relearn
I want the kind of happy that plunges hilt deep into pleasure
The happy that floods every thought and feeling
I want to remember an atomic bomb of happiness
Avalanches and tornados and tsunamis of unmitigated glee
Where happy is a solid state miracle of merriment
And everything falls into place
Just so
The kind of happy that is worth a memory
I wish I could remember happy
Like that
David Trudel © 2013
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Tagged as blank verse, creative writing, creativity, feelings, free verse, glee, happiness, metaphor, poetry, tranquility
February 15, 2013 · 2:35 pm
Triplet
Candy my ears now
With sweet nothings I can’t hear
To forget the rest
Hold my hand in yours
Letting your touch sustain me
A light pull forward
Forgive my blackness
Absence of light a canvas
For coloured feelings
David Trudel © 2013
