Vestiges Of Dark Thoughts Evicted Poem by John Sensele

Wobbly knees wheeze and tease
Dark thoughts fumbling, tumbling and rumbling in the mind
Which can no longer squeeze proportion peas
From thought processes, procedures and systems gone blind

In the wake of the disaster
Determined to scupper efforts
I summon to master faster
Techniques and strategies to rescue ports and forts

In which hides the succor
With the potential to dismiss the blues
Whose rancor
Fed up with queues and incomplete clues

Threaten to overwhelm vestiges of peace and calm
My world once knew
As avalanches of harm
Primed to strike anew

Sweeping, wiping off from my soul
Traces of confidence
Whose sole goal stole
From my predicament the credence cadence

That slowly began to pave the way for hope
To return
My state of affairs to normalcy to prop
Up the urn

In which ashes of despair
Began to evaporate
To initiate by gradation the repair
Process and flair in which dark thoughts could neither elaborate harm nor collaborate.