Gary Scott Gebert Poems

Floating in a glowing warmth
Under a constant, hypnotic beating heart.
Softly, whispers from distances
Telling of what the future holds.
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Your strings tug at me,
directing my every move.
Keeping me in-line
for fear that I fail in some way.
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When shadows expire
beneath the cold hand of night
I lay eternally still.
Peering from old raggedy blankets
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Walking through the summers dead
in admiration of color and shape
smelling the freshness of winter's arrival
with anticipation of ice and snow
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You approach with covered veil,
hiding whom you are inside.
Slowly you move around the room,
searching the eyes of the horde.
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Somehow you see through the fog,
able to discern my falsehoods, my deepest lies.
Looking past the façade I’ve built,
keeping all my secrets safe.
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In my palm I held the world.
With everything it offered,
for what its worth,
my hand clenched tight.
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Lying in silence beside me,
waves of numbing chill press.
A stare into nothingness,
leaving behind past moments of life.
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A once empty place
A void of dark space and eternal nothing
Slowly the rising color
The trickle of trivial things, the deluge of mindless thoughts
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Feeling the auburn flame,
a warming, yet ghostly embrace.
Brushing behind my perspiring neck,
causing an uncontrolled shiver down my spine.
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