Christopher Withers


Christopher Withers Poems

41. The Watcher Is Watched 9/17/2014
42. They Come, They Play 12/4/2008
43. Thoughts Of An Atheist 11/15/2006
44. Time's Swift Beat 2/27/2008
45. Together We Crumble, Stumble, And Fall 11/16/2006
46. Undone 12/9/2008
47. Untold 9/11/2008
48. Voices Whisper 12/10/2008
49. Voids Mistake 4/14/2009
50. Winters Sun 8/11/2009
51. Witness Of The Modern Age 5/16/2009
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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On This Autumnal Day

balding trees echo with
the memory of recent rain,
their quiet voice mourns their loss
with twisted black hands
held skywards.

dormant grass, covered
in blanket, spun
from golden tears,

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