Miniature talons skim the
water's surface, sitting in a
vessel of cruel formaldehyde,
perfectly preserving intentions
of suffering, taunting my soul
with what once bloomed.
Copyright © 2023 Gareth David Ogilvie
Poetry with a Zen Twist
Miniature talons skim the
water's surface, sitting in a
vessel of cruel formaldehyde,
perfectly preserving intentions
of suffering, taunting my soul
with what once bloomed.
Copyright © 2023 Gareth David Ogilvie
Faded clarity
Drifting out of wakefulness
Asleep whilst dreaming
Copyright © 2023 Gareth David Ogilvie
I can’t shake this feeling of being dead inside
I’ve tried all the drugs and therapy that you can supply
Lost in a world created to decieve
Help me find the map that I need
Show me the route
That leads me to the truth
Then I can escape
From this distorted mistake
Get me back to the realm of normal
Let my eye’s see into the portal
When you come looking for me
I’ll be in that place that rests between the sky and the sea
Copyright © 2023 Gareth David Ogilvie