Dismay, confusion, sad, enlightened, maniacal, truth.
His maniacal laugh made him stand out in the crowd,
Laughter coupled with a sad look upon his face,
if the truth were told many assumed he had gone mad.
Dismay and confusion held them rooted in time,
Moments later they would be enlightened,
Would they run and hide or join his madness?
pat sinclair 2010
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(prompts: dismay, confusion, sad, enlightened, maniacal, truth)
a poem -
Why not?
what is truth, sugar-child?
you provoke my
maniacal laughter
is this to your dismay?
permit me to dispel
your confusion
your state of affairs is
sad
sad
sad
the multiplicity swirls
about you
what's behind this door?
can you face it?
or perhaps there's
nothing at all
maybe you're
better off not knowing
you're coming apart at the seams
my sweet
hold yourself together
you're going this way
and that
you'll never find
the real you
you'll never be enlightened
I wouldn't worry
'cause you were gone
a long time ago
maybe you were missed
don't ask me
I'm a stranger here myself
but flicker flicker
you're as a multitude of
small insects
swarming about a light
and we all know
what happens to moths
don't we?
forgive me if I laugh
but then again
why not?
(Greg Cameron, Poem, Surrey, B.C., Canada, July, 2010)
Thanks Greg, I loved it.
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