Christopher Withers


Christopher Withers Poems

1. A Study In What Not To Do 9/16/2014
2. Annoyance Generator 9/22/2014
3. Become Full Stop 3/9/2009
4. Bound, The Flesh 4/14/2009
5. Darkness And Fool Clown Lips 6/26/2007
6. Dawns Decay 5/9/2009
7. Days Sound Calm 10/15/2007
8. Death Is Cold 8/6/2009
9. Do Not 3/17/2015
10. Egos Sum 4/24/2009
11. Exploration: Other States 10/29/2008
12. Fatherly Advice 3/10/2008
13. Fleeting Days 9/11/2008
14. Forever Morning Hue 6/9/2007
15. Fragmenting In Natures Abstraction 11/16/2006
16. Frozen Moments And You 11/22/2006
17. Her And Her 3/17/2015
18. Hidden People 11/27/2006
19. Hidden Unknown 5/11/2009
20. Intentions And Preconceptions 1/13/2007
21. Less Than The Dust 3/9/2008
22. Life Is 9/11/2014
23. Love Entangles Semantics 10/14/2007
24. Mini-Deaths 3/19/2007
25. Missed, The Sleepers 8/13/2010
26. Moments Of Dawn 1/31/2007
27. Natured Sigh 7/27/2009
28. Never Saved 1/1/2009
29. On This Autumnal Day 11/15/2006
30. Over-Clear Rays 3/18/2008
31. Questions On Death 11/24/2006
32. Reiteration: Abuse 11/11/2008
33. River 2/4/2009
34. Save The Day 4/4/2010
35. Silence Greets Me 2/27/2008
36. Skirting Eternities Path 11/16/2006
37. Spider Spider 11/13/2006
38. Symmetry 8/11/2010
39. Synthetic Spear 4/28/2009
40. The Shimmering Sun's Eternal Wake 11/23/2006
Best Poem of Christopher Withers

Never Saved

vision stunted by past deeds
leading to my current place,
childhood face: disconnected,
now adrift on stagnant lake.
cynicism scrawls the map
leading to my resting place,
a symptom of a drying mind,
what once was fluid, now is blind.
each denial of childhood dream
fractures now my world it seems.

mothers tears dried in her grave,
childhood view: never saved.

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Skirting Eternities Path

on occasion - as a child,
eternity would visit me.

at night:
lying, insomniac in bed,
it would stand,
wordlessly beside my head, and
i would know its presence
by the unfathomable distance

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