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There  is a silence

Quieter than the belly of a cave.

Where not even an echo

Can make you

Feel like two

And throw your voice back at you

A silence that a thousand voices cannot penetrate

 A darkness blacker than the shores of Stygian

A loneliness that

 crowds can’t stave

Like a black hole in space

A lonely dark forbidden place

The soul goes to hide

Closing itself up

Wrapping its arms around itself

Locking emotions away

Hiding from the light of day

And the truth

Life locked away is not living

But it’s also not dying

Dreams abandoned are never found

Tears are shed only by the living

We cry for ourselves when all is gone

That once we felt had no end

No stopping

And then like fall

And dropping leaves

The world comes to and end

And we fall tumbling out of control

Spinning aimlessly

Through some kind of space and time continuum

Dizzily grasping for any hold

To keep from falling

Deeper into a dark forgotten hole

When life continues

Without escape and without hope

 Once you’re trapped inside this place

Inside the mind of lost dreams

You’ll know what living really means.

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Dan Sanders (34 Posts)

I made it through college, started at Pace in New York, family seemed to think I needed a business degree. I didn't last long, two double periods of accounting a week and I was off to N.Y. U. To make a long story short ( too late for that) I graduated from UCLA and actually, my biggest kick out of that is just saying, especially here on the east coast UCLA, but I could care less, been in Boston since 1975, though I was coming for a year or so. A very good friend at the time, she said to me "Dan you'll never leave Boston" so dear Florida “Sun Spot Baby" you're down there, been in and out of radio, TV, acting and that's me in a nut shell.


4 Comments

  1. “And then like fall

    And dropping leaves

    The world comes to and end

    And we fall tumbling out of control”

    Dan, these lines, this poem, speak to the depths of all who have experienced deep and relentless pain. You have beautifully captured those feelings that are so difficult to phrase. And yet, you did.

  2. Dan Sanders (Author)

    Thank you Cher. As i said in some blog some place, poetry is hard, it’s truly reaching inside ripping your heart out placing it on a platter of paper in front of the world and saying please don’t hurt me. And people like you make it possible to keep doing that because you not only don’t hurt one , you hear and you feel. So thank you [

  3. “When life continues

    Without escape and without hope

    Once you’re trapped inside this place

    Inside the mind of lost dreams

    You’ll know what living really means”

    – to know the light we need the the dark so very very true – there is such a sadness here Dan yet when you end with these words even in that despair – the black hole, the place where you fall and fall – there seems to be a chink of light, I really hope so – such a powerful and truthful poem which touched my heart.

  4. Dan Sanders (Author)

    Sam Thank you so much, You learn, I think, to appreciate life more when you see how quickly it can end. I think the worst part sometimes of being with a dying person, is seeing your own future.

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