Matthew Moser Poems

Anger rose in my chest like a wave of despair,
Holding back in my own self denial and then rushing in leaving me without air,
Panic rose to hiding like a raft in the back of the scene,
Worried about what might happen if the anger broke free,
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Crumbling, dissolving falling away,

Stars, moon, blackened day,
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Valentines day never had held something for me,
But now with you my eyes are open, I can see,
That this love that I am feeling this is how it's suppose to be,
That you fill my dreams and complete my soul,
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She walks in shadowed deep despair,
Of darker things, in demon lair,
And of the lost, she reigns supreme,
Crown of thorns for the tortured queen.
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Nothing escapes it's grasp,

The moon the stars, it has all that is to be had,
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Hues of colors paint the steel frame,
Glass reflects life's remains,
The glow, the shine of early morning light,
Solemn and stationary, placed upon men's might,
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Shadowed flames of silver dance on reflected sky,

The mirror bending, changing with the ebb of the tide,
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Across a room,
Figures dance,
Entranced,
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Shadows like flames consume,
As broken tears grow like a weavers loom,
A casket rest alone in lonely room,
Silently awaiting the tomb.
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I used to think heaven was as a sea,
Endless effortless and alone,
But now I see what heaven could be,
A small place I call home.
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