poetry-doggeral-et-al's name

Note--This is eyeshy's last contribution, to date. I hope she has more to send. In fact, all outside contributors have dried up, whether for personal reasons, apparent lack of appreciation, or what-ever.... I will miss their work. It sure raised the bar on this blog...a level I doubt I can match, but y'all know I'm gonna try.

in what I trust
in shadows
i must
think in terms
what can I trust
I trust in me
I trust Ill see
see
what others wont
ive seen
what I cannot tell
I trust in that
I  trust in hell
in what I trust
in dark
in lust
influx
 mans eternal
downward
thrust
levels below
levels beneath
levels and levels
beneath the streets
where monsters roam
stalk and feed
only innocence
can sate
 the need
the greed
they feed
the power
the creed
i trust
in only
what I know
where ive been
what Ive left
what ive survived
what i ve learned
and left behind
what i still carry
why I hide
what knowledge i have
locked inside
in what I trust
in hopes in fear
someday maybe
someday hear
footfall of one
one who ll hear
here
with me
with open ear
open heart
open mind
open arms
a hand in mine
balance  time
tip the scale
level with light
balance finally
darkness with light
high noon
high noon
sun overhead
no shadows fall
no walking dead
no haunted faces
no empty eyes
no unlit corners
no silent cries
trust in hope
in hope entrust
a future  rises
from the dust
but one hand
gently strong
for what Ive fought
waited long
 a hand that holds
not holds down
a hand to grasp
before I drown
in but one
only one
all i need
entrust my trust
a fragile seed
protected and hidden
from eyes
from greed
the fragile seed
the fragile need
crack in the concrete
bits of green
life holds on
struggles
fights
shaky roots
holding tight
reaching
reaching
for the light
entrust
my trust
in fragile seed
only one
is all i need
crack in the concrete
fragile
need
crack in the concrete
fragile seed

outside
snow
falls quiet
inside
cold
fall silent
in scape
out scape
dreamscape
landscape
escape
the winter
the cold
the ice
outside
the ice
inside
wind gusts
drifts up
icicles tremble
lips tremble
blue
thin
cold within
cold without
in scape
out scape
dreamscape
landscape
escape
the winter
biting sleet
icy wind
storm without
storm within
wind gusts
drifts up
snow drifts
snow shifts
cover tracks
cover traces
white outside
inside
erases
smooth over white
canvass new
step forward
walk
begin anew
walk
go on now
go
footprints
in the snow

in what I trust
in shadows
i must
think in terms
what can I trust
I trust in me
I trust Ill see
see
what others wont
ive seen
what I cannot tell
I trust in that
I  trust in hell
in what I trust
in dark
in lust
influx
 mans eternal
downward
thrust
levels below
levels beneath
levels and levels
beneath the streets
where monsters roam
stalk and feed
only innocence
can sate
 the need
the greed
they feed
the power
the creed
i trust
in only
what I know
where ive been
what Ive left
what ive survived
what i ve learned
and left behind
what i still carry
why I hide
what knowledge i have
locked inside
in what I trust
in hopes in fear
someday maybe
someday hear
footfall of one
one who ll hear
here
with me
with open ear
open heart
open mind
open arms
a hand in mine
balance  time
tip the scale
level with light
balance finally
darkness with light
high noon
high noon
sun overhead
no shadows fall
no walking dead
no haunted faces
no empty eyes
no unlit corners
no silent cries
trust in hope
in hope entrust
a future  rises
from the dust
but one hand
gently strong
for what Ive fought
waited long
 a hand that holds
not holds down
a hand to grasp
before I drown
in but one
only one
all i need
entrust my trust
a fragile seed
protected and hidden
from eyes
from greed
the fragile seed
the fragile need
crack in the concrete
bits of green
life holds on
struggles
fights
shaky roots
holding tight
reaching
reaching
for the light
entrust
my trust
in fragile seed
only one
is all i need
crack in the concrete
fragile
need
crack in the concrete
fragile seed

echoes echoes
hear the screams
echoes echoes
comes back in dreams
knuckles go white
 with iron grip
as does his face
he begins to slip
no no echoes in dreams
no
no
crescendo screams
i didnt let go
i wont let go
no
no
no

held tight
held fast
torn from me
just the same
torn from me
I screamed his name
his name
owww n howwwwl
i ll never let go
owww howwwwl
no
NO
torn
from the inside
slipped past
and passed
and past
and beyond
where i couldnt go

couldnt go
with him
with him
i couldnt go
looking into
empty eyes
flat and dull
grey like the sky
looking down
still held tight
wanting
needing
something to fight
in my arms
i still held
now and always
empty shell
passed
and past
still held fast
i could not see
but still i felt him
felt him
torn from me
ripped  and torn
away and gone
while still i held
him in my arms
torn from me
and torn in two
torn from me
my heart stopped too
rocking
rocking
no more screams
silent now
except for dreams
echoes
echoes
fading screams
silent now
except in dreams
silent silent
except in dreams
torn from me torn apart
his heart stopped beating
and mine wont start

can you see
there
just out of reach
in the corner alley
dead end
street
can you see
there
 beneath
streetlight broken
dead end
steet
can you see
there
beside
curbside dumpster
shelter
hide
can you see
there
in doorways lean
be still
stay back
barely breathe
can you see
there
and there
childrens shadows
everywhere
moving quiet
through the streets
flit here
and there
hear
running feet
running
running
dead end
street
searching
seeking
scraps to eat
dodging monsters
searching
seeking
children meat
fleeing police
searching
seeking
children beat
running feet
running
running
dead end street
can you see
 there
paper blankets
cardboard beds
ghosts of children
not yet dead
ghosts of children
rarely seen
only scene
in alleys
dumpsters
doorways lean
cardboard beds
or curbside dead
suffer cold
suffer heat
suffer children
dead
 end
street