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The Thief In The Night

The Thief In The Night

You bludgeoned my soul 
Strung my sanity up to rot 
Like a piece of meat in a butchers shop
The thick of night makes my heart want to stop 
As I drop 

Drop into my chasing thoughts 
Where fear is the ruler 
My perception is thwart 

Haunted with images 
That pester my rational mind 
There will be no peace in me tonight I find 

Be gone from what should be my sanctuary 
I beg my mind to let me be 
Allow me to see! 

See that this is just fear 
Fear of what once was here 
Shelter my imagination 
Sever it from this self damnation 

Cradle my senses
Overdriven and angst
The thief in the night
I give no thanks 

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Shaun Cronick

Another damn good write Gwen and just the right amount of pathos on display without gilding the poetry lily. And we've all been sadly there but resiliently bounce back.
Hang in there Gwen and day by day, for things change perhaps slowly but thank heavens for tender mercies that they move in the right direction.
A melancholy message that strikes a chord and you chose a fine title to illuminate it.
Full honours and I wish you well.
 
 

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Gwendoline

Hello Shaun, 
As ever you indulge me with your wonderful intake on my work. Something I am always so very grateful for. Thank you for being such an attentive poet on all levels. Be that writing or reading others work. You are a treasure to have on Cosmo my friend 

And my electrician finally arrived this morning 🙌 whoop :)

Your friend Gwen x 

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Shaun Cronick

Gwen it's a poetry pleasure to read any of your works.💗
And there is a God who finally revealed himself this morning!!!🙌
 

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Wilford Barker

Hi Gwendoline.
The Spirit of fear.. man's worst enemy..
what makes it so bad, is that it is birth in our minds
I am its creator.. therefore.. only I can silence its voice.
Well that's my take away.. Thanks for sharing.
Liked.. Pinned!

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Gwendoline

Hello Wilford, always lovely to hear your thoughts. I think your understanding of fear is perfect. So grateful to read your wonderful feedback and thanks for the pin too 

Gwen :)

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The fish of the sea

Wow, Gwen! I really enjoyed this one and everything it stands for. I think I like this bit especially;

Be gone from what should be my sanctuary 
I beg my mind to let me be 
Allow me to see! 

Man oh man if I had a penny for every time my thoughts went out of control... Either I`m making up the very worst scenarios or far off dreams and ambitions. Either way over thinking does no good for the mind or soul. Such a deeply resonating write Gwen. You smash it every time.

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Gwendoline

Hello Max,
always super pleased to find your feedback on my work. I think you nailed it with your thoughts. It can be a battle at times to talk sense to yourself. 

Thank you for sharing your empathy with this write

Your friend 

Gwen x

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Marion

Every word...every emotion... resonated.
Heartfelt turmoil Gwen...with no end in sight...hugs 💕

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Jill Tait

Abfab my lovely lass💕🌹💕

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Gwendoline

Thank you my lovely poetic friend ❤️😘🌷

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John Prophet

A strategy I’m still trying to master. Let go of the past. Embrace the here and now. Great write.
 

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Gwendoline

Thanks John for reading this one. It can feel like a constant battle. Let’s hope we all find away one day. Thanks for the pin too 
Gwen 

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RG

You brought me back to childhood , fears of the monsters under the bed , although a true concern not really a realistic one , our imaginations can be out best friends and worse enemies and I think your write perfectly exposes that , excellent write Gwendoline and impressive as always expected ! 

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Gwendoline

Thanks Shallow Waters, sorry it took you back. You are spot on with your thinking. Our imagination can be our greatest asset, or our worse enemy. Thanks for sharing your wisdom on my write here and for the pin 
Gwen 

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Gwendoline

Thank you p for all your time and kind words today. You are a wonderful poet here on Cosmo. Your work is beautiful, mindful and deep. But you are also a reader too. One who gets involved in all the poetry offered here. All those skills you wield make Cosmo a great place to be. So I must thank you for all you gift here on Cosmo 💝

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Tony Taylor

GWEN, .......as I read your work I am impressed by the fact that you are fearless in your attempts at different styles of delivery.....where the subject matter is the concern......in other words ~ allowing the subject matter to take the pen/mind where it wants to go....rather than attempting to squeeze it into some preconceived formatting or rhyme scheme......aside from a small handful of writers here.....you are the only one I have had the pleasure to read that truly understands the art of wielding words with 'poetic license'!!.....I LOVE the staccato delivery of some your phrasing here.......you ROCK girl....I have much more to say.....PM coming!!.....PINNED!!.....Later Tater!!.....smiles......T xo  ":  )

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Gwendoline

Hello again my lovely friend :)

I think you hit something here. When I write I tend to run with what’s feeling rather than technical format. I often read back to myself parts and feel into what I wrote and it’s flow. Like when you write a song and sing it back to hear it. I guess I almost meditate on thoughts as they rise in my mind. It’s probably why I never force write. I have to feel it if that makes sense. Thanks for picking up on that. Glad you enjoyed this one. Your feedback is always so awesome to receive. I am pleased as punch today 😊 

Hugs xoxo 
Gwen x

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