Simulacrum
Blackness rolled in with great fury
Screaming shadow across the sky
Rapaciously devouring heavens light
The earth tumultuously trembled
maliciously striving to tear apart
Feeding our mortally meager flesh
To the mouth of the ravenous abyss
Many fled frenzied through untrodden
Lands guided by drops of light
Glowing tears of sun solemnly shed
as she heeded her vanquish
Yet I stand with the remaining few
surrendering to imminent demise
For your energy remains here
Flowing through my frigid blood
In forever’s bonding concrete
From which we built our home
Your memory bleeds through
The flourishing moss of promise
warming all the deadened spaces
My heart defies fear as it refuses
to move on without it’s missing pieces
As even an ash of your breath lingers
love remains stronger than my will
for even death is sweeter than emptiness
“Simulacrum” © Carl Scharwath
Nicole Surginer, is a poet from the small town of Bastrop,Texas. She is inspired to write by her love for nature’s enchantment, a fascination with the power of raw, intense emotion and a desire to create beauty with words. She has been published in Tuck Magazine, Anti-Heroin Chic, Indiana Voice Journal, with pending publications with Sick Lit Magazine and the Contemporary Poet’s group anthology Dandelion in a vase of roses.
Carl Scharwath, has appeared globally with 80+ magazines selecting his poetry, short stories, essays or art photography. He won the National Poetry Contest award for Writers One Flight Up. His first poetry book is Journey To Become Forgotten (Kind of a Hurricane Press). Carl is a dedicated runner (“that’s where his art ideas spring from”).
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