Lonnie
Jan 06, 2015

Morpheus Magic

Morpheus Magic

Membrane pulses, nearly parting,
naked thoughts assail its wall
twixt sleep and dream a portal opens
into chaos all shall fall

twisting neurons, helter skelter,
memories that never were
time itself is topsy turvy
and the cosmos is a blur

fact and fiction blend together
in a recipe of when
turning whimsy into nightmare
making demons out of men

children spring from wombs of evil
dead things rise to walk again
music has no rhyme or reason
passion ends in searing pain

black sun shining into darkness
seas of blood float ships of gore
naked priests are masturbating
spewing seed on heaven’s floor

round and round a spinning maelstrom
swim the silent spawn of death
diving deep beneath its thunder
needing not a single breath

all converge at edge of morning
covered with the sheen of sin
eyes pop open, scream arising,
knowing truth will soon begin

C. Lon R. Bruso

About This Poem

Last Few Words: Read it or not, leave feedback or not, it matters to me only that I wrote this and felt compelled to share it.

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
How does this theme appeal to you?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Not actively editing

About the Author

Region, Country: New England, originally, now, Macon, N.C., USA

Favorite Poets: Poe

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Comments

mand

mand

10 years 3 months ago

Another great poem! The god of dreams / matrix is showing his mischievous dark side in this fantastical poem - there is no need for critique or advice on this poem it is perfect as it is. ( in my humble opinion )

As is true of all your poems - this one is well structured and flows to perfection! :)

Nice work!

Love Mand xxx

S

That thin line between dreams and reality.....a fortunate thing that however thin that the line Does exist. Enjoyed the read....stan

Ian.T

Ian.T

10 years 3 months ago

A trip into that dark side
This is where the mind must not dally.
It s hard to write these things and dwell with their message.
I loved the baseness of the write it came to visit without an invite.
Hope it has now gone to its rightful place and left you with a peace of knowing that it is not a place you will go.
Take care young man and travel light,
Yours as always, Ian

L

Lonnie

10 years 3 months ago

Dark side, light side, doesn't matter much to a poet who has seen both and must continue to write about them! Glad you stopped by!

Esker

Esker

10 years 3 months ago

A vivid write!! all too real in todays realms
boredom..people getting away from it
All...
This poem has life!!
Enjoyed the read much
Your a really neat writer
close to the grit of things
an authenticity and oomph in
it..

Thanks Lonnie!

weirdelf

your poetry is easy to read aloud, very few poets have your wordcrafting skills.
So many could learn from you, just by reading your work.

L

Enjoyed your reading of the poem, and although I don't feel qualified to act as an instructor in poetic technique, I do what I can simply by posting a poem or two here and there hoping that someone can glean something from the content thereof. Thank you for the vote of confidence, it is greatly appreciated!

weirdelf

I've been slow to learn that. And it has caused grief between us. I'm sorry.
I've changed my signature for you, Esker and other achieved poets who teach by example.

judyanne

Great descriptive, great rhythm and rhyme as per usual for you...
Nothing to offer by way of crit - i wouldn't suggest you change a thing

- i have missed reading your works while i have been away
Love judy
xxx