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  • electric_infamy 5w

    20 years ago today I was over a thousand miles away from NYC...starting my work day...just another Tuesday that soon became anything but...a day that will never be forgotten...we remember the memory of those who were lost and all those heroes that stepped up in the aftermath...
    #poetry #poet #poem #writeeveryday #author #published #electricinfamy #neonsunrisepublishing #nineeleven #wewillneverforget #neverforget

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    Towering American Lights

    20 years gone and still staggering
    A day forever etched in memory
    Bathed in horror and disbelief
    I can still see the collision
    The collapsing towers
    And all these years later
    I still struggle to fathom
    The hatred and zealotry
    That lead to the death of thousands
    People settling into another Tuesday
    Never dreaming it was their last
    That they wouldn't make it home
    Or to their kid's football practice
    All those lives taken in the carnage
    And for what?
    What did they gain?

    20 years gone and we will never forget

    ©electric_infamy

  • electric_infamy 6w

    An Ending of a Beginning

    Can you taste that?
    A veritable tang on the evening breeze
    that whispers of alien botanicals
    (Botanicals? Really?)
    highlighting an impending arrival
    with sinister intentions
    that promise an ending of a beginning
    (Of the middle of this paragraph)
    borne within a melody of mania
    fresh on golden tongues
    and stolen lungs
    (Stop me if you've heard this one)
    that think to drive us into lunacy
    as if we're not already well versed
    on the fringes of madness here
    (Speak for yourselves, I'm really quite insane)

    ©electric_infamy

  • electric_infamy 6w

    Tears and Rage in Equal Measures

    We like to think we're so much further along in the evolution of society...that we're in a higher echelon of civilization...and yet our culture lacks respect and empathy while they masquerade behind a legislated morality with sinister intentions that bears no resemblance to the one they claim to worship...extolling victory for a misguided cause more concerned about potential lives than the ones already being suffocated beneath their calculated ignorance...aided by the apathy of the masses unmotivated beyond their immediate surroundings...while the extreme end of their ilk half a world away subjugate their wives and daughters...mothers and sisters...in violent theology kept tucked away in two decades of vengeance...walking tombs reeking of decay painted pristine white and bathed in counterfeit holiness...

    ©electric_infamy

  • electric_infamy 9w

    Welcome Package Retrospective

    There's blood in this sunrise
    Painting the skies in crimson
    Preceding another Summer squall
    That leaves me sullenly sodden
    on the receding shore
    building monuments to memories
    for no one but me
    Awkward reminders of the recent past
    weighing like invisible anchors
    well outside their purpose
    A necessary safety measure
    now an ill-fitting snare

    ...and I'm waiting on a sign from above
    or a nod from below...

    Either way I can't just sit here anymore

    ©electric_infamy

  • electric_infamy 12w

    Sometimes we fight our mental blocks by writing about them directly...
    #poet #poem #poetry #writeeveryday #author #published #electricinfamy #neonsunrisepublishing

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    Eraser nubs and worn out Delete keys

    It becomes a kind of taunt
    The flashing cursor
    The blank page
    Expectantly waiting to be filled
    And spark the next enlightenment
    But there's nothing in the bucket

    An empty well
    A broken pen

    It's not for lack of trying
    nor a loss for words
    More like a stifling sense of mediocrity
    and a jaded "case of the Mondays"
    wrapped in the dull sheen of 'meh'

    Sometimes the muse is silent
    waiting in the dawning dream
    Sometimes they're hoarse from screaming
    to a crowd of deafened ears

    ©electric_infamy

  • electric_infamy 20w

    Sojurning just a little while longer in the Dreamlord's realm....
    #poet #poem #poetry #writeeveryday #author #published #electricinfamy #neonsunrisepublishing #dreaming

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    Petitioning the Court of Morpheus

    For just a moment there was something cognizant in the wake of shifting memories...a kind of mutual recognition in the shared dreamscape we chose to inhabit in that span between dusk and dawn...travelling light years in rapid-eye-movement real estate in search of I can't quite remember what that hangs out on the tip of my tongue and just out of reach in all but the last lucid instant before consciousness returns us to the daylight with only the faintest recollection of another life in the endless kingdom...and we lie there wondering which was more real...until the tedium claims us and we anxiously wait for the next chance to journey beyond the wall of sleep....

    ©electric_infamy

  • electric_infamy 20w

    A Poseur by Any Other Name...

    The warming air of morning
    Interrupts the ambient comfort
    And signals the rise of another day
    Replete with fashionable talking points
    And clever hashtag heroics
    A starving cry for relevancy
    On a landscape of haute couture hysterics
    And imaginary bloodbaths
    That scream for the undivided attention
    Of keyboard clerics and wind up soldiers
    Marching to the media fife
    But only to the edge of the shallows
    Flirting with the taste of the ideals
    Without all that baggage of commitment
    And another cause is just a click away
    Maybe this one will generate more traffic

    ©electric_infamy

  • electric_infamy 22w

    Another new piece...this one using the prompt 'messages in bottles'
    #poetry #poet #poem #writeeveryday #author #published #electricinfamy #neonsunrisepublishing #messagesinbottles

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    Last Stop 'til Thunderdome

    I just can't anymore
    Words that leave a hollow sound
    And a hint of death on the tongue
    Percolating in the steaming morass
    Of what we never quite achieved
    Only sort of believed
    But still held out for the hope
    Floating with messages in bottles
    To illuminate our shared experience

    Of course, that was before
    We tripped over the weight of ego
    And ran out of the slightest evens
    Settled in the dust of remember whens
    Built on the backs of never again
    And the whispers of might've been

    Exhausting
    That's the simplest descriptor
    And the truest
    (If honesty is what we're aiming for)
    This dance we've found ourselves in
    Tiresome and repetitive
    A pugilistic pantomime
    Undersold and overhyped
    And I'm tired...so tired...

    At least let me dream it the way it's meant to be

    ©electric_infamy

  • electric_infamy 24w

    It was always you and me....in whatever that may be...
    #poetry #poet #poem #writeeveryday #author #published #electricinfamy #neonsunrisepublishing

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    The Music's Never Over and Our Light is Eternal

    I've often wondered at length
    If you think I don't remember
    All the moments we've captured
    The inseparable nature
    Of entire summers spent entwined
    Or the burning brilliant inferno
    Encased in our winter embrace

    In what world would I ever forget you?
    The touch of your slender tips
    Gliding across my skin
    Like fingered strings on a violin
    lingering in the perfect time

    No, I remember every one
    Flickering on the home movie memory reel
    Reciting them back
    In the lines of our favorite films
    Writing this poem of us
    On the flesh of our pounding hearts
    And in the breath of this unending kiss

    ©electric_infamy

  • electric_infamy 24w

    Day 30 of #NaPoWriMo featuring the #kissoftheseventhstarprompts prompt "where I leave myself"...last one...another successful poetry month in the books!
    #poetry #poet #poem #writeeveryday #author #published #electricinfamy #neonsunrisepublishing #writingprompts

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    Couch Surfing in Soul Sessions

    It's worth mentioning that I'm not always a willing participant in these exercises of self-reflection and I would often rather spend time doing anything else instead of another long look at motives and internal directives...Growth doesn't just happen in a vacuum but if we could avoid the extra layers of bad decisions to shed I wouldn't mind the change...yes, this hurts...I'd be suspicious if it didn't...and while I might prefer something easy and mindless it's necessary to engage in this process or else I find that where I leave myself is in the constricting arms of apathy...held close but far from safe and blind to all the steps I've made...

    ©electric_infamy