Poetry: plight

plight

there were 5 of us there on that long, lonely night
but one of us seemingly wanted a fight
so you casually started your picking on me
and i found it to be a bit much, For you see:

i ignored it, abhorred it then started to see
that the one who was fighting was actually me
it was i, you were right who had wanted to fight
well i’m shutting you down i say have a good night

alright ?

– neal visher

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Poetry: at least for today

 

at least for today

every fragmented memory like a lifetime ago
and i sit in wonder was it even me
as this moment now is all that i know

 

and i wrote a song the other day… so at least this i know,
that i took some time to play and i recorded it so
i would remember that this was me someday

 

and as i sit here simply letting this lovely song play
I’m reminded of a purpose that seems, more or less still
and yet so far away

 

and i feel no more of the dismay.
well, at least not for today anyway


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Poetry: from here to there

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While you’re living inside, they’ll be plenty obtrusive
Is it hard to give life, an abyss, any meaning?
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Poetry: until we meet again

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Neal Visher – until we meet again
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In whirlwinds of feelings, does happiness elude
The emptiness of hopelessness; I twist, I turn, I brood
But is existence futile, with nothing there to see?
The hands of time arrested while they cut you viscerally

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