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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Spider Spider

needing the bathroom late at night, silently,
i feel my way through the darkness,
slowly across the bedroom floor.
being careful not to trip or bang, i’m
suddenly reminded of a childhood game, one
in which i’d attempt to silently descend
what were surely the creakiest stairs in the world
(in my childhood memory at least)
without my parents waking

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