Muscles in the Moonlight
Skin in the Sunlight
The Creature tries to Create
to transform
into something new.
Around, Each Corner
is a dead end
the maze, seemingly
goes on forever
He has the scent, for what he wants
but the walls
go high
so that it seems, there is no sky
just blue
and that black night
that won’t leave him alone.
The labyrinth was built
for the cyclops
with one eye
It sees straight ahead
and keeps forgetting
where its been
right left right
or right right left?
I chose this prison
because I thought there was a way
to what I want
but it turns out
there is no way
out.
This decision
to go into
the heart of darkness
is to meet death, before my destiny
Most people don’t want to cut-off their life
by their own will
desperation
deep depression
determination
to make something that has never been
The mazes we do in life
are worse than the imaginary one
picking up the phone
going into a meeting
listening… god, the listening
and calendars
I can go back 10 years, and see what I’ve done
but I don’t remember any of it
I’ll find a way to escape this maze
before the days
are done
or I’ll be lost forever.
Intellectual Shaman 
Getting trapped by our own minds, trying to find that exit sign, and yet when we thought we escaped, we found ourselves, deeper, inside, that labyrinth…
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Yes!!!
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I have been thinking about mazes and labyrinths myself lately. The secret is to lose the mind and find the soul. Lol 😆
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Finding the soul and then not trading it–that is so difficult to do. It seems that, most people have their price.
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I liked the pacing of your poem, it had a pace I find sometimes hard to write at and keep what feels like a good pace of engagement for the reader. Good stuff though I like some of the imagery… Can I ask the inspiration behind this post? Do you always write whats on your mind or do you sometimes do what I do and start with the first line and let rhymes flow out themselves?
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Hi Majestic, I just try to get the word down. I have something that I want to say, and poetry is a fun easy way to do it. I find, that some of my poems have a rhythm. The poem came from the feeling, that there are always consequences for my decisions, and we can rarely go back and change them, without significantly effecting our future. I’m glad that you enjoyed it! -Andy
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