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    Chaos Under the Moon
    Chaos Under the Moon
    Chaos Under the Moon
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    Chaos Under the Moon

    By Bert Corbeil

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    Chaos Under the Moon is a captivating collection of poems that delves into the intricacies of the human experience, exploring themes of love, happiness, drama, and fantasy. Through the artful weaving of words, Bert takes readers on a journey through the depths of emotions, unveiling the raw and vulnerable aspects of life.  With poignan

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDe Colores Publishing
    Release dateSep 5, 2023
    ISBN9781088180884
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      Chaos Under the Moon - Bert Corbeil

      Contents

      Dedication

      For my Grandma Barbara

      .

      1

      I’m afraid to go to bed. 

      I know by the time I wake up

      I still won’t be okay.

      I only wasted time, 

      When I could be finding ways to be okay.

      Alive

      I picked this island I’m stuck on,

      Thru choices I had long forgotten.

      Life bursts on the waves colliding with the shore,

      Whereas I reside at the island’s core.

      Away from the happenings, away from ambition.

      I see no reason to continue to listen.

      The water begins to erode the land,

      the sun knows I have no plan. 

      Life returns only to cut me down,

      They show their teeth all around.

      I show mine right back,

      And ready for an attack.

      Our screams melt the trees.

      The struggle ends with a whimper and plea.

      The once familiar Life sinks into nothing,

      I stand above the island, living.

      .

      Imbalanced

      I devour what I think are others’ thoughts of me to make my own.

      I let these thoughts shape me,

      Add pounds to me.

      These ideations poke holes into me,

      Filling the holes with rotten ruin.

      My pigment goes from a peach spectacle,

      To a fluorescent yellow right before your eyes.

      I only see pity and disgust,

      When I look at the eyes that say they love me.

      A different reality could be happening beyond my vision,

      The one I see could be controlled by the imbalanced chemicals coursing through me

      .

      Transplant

      Maybe I’ll miss the tree that falls,

      Instead I’ll be in the branches of the tree that grows,

      And I’ll grow along with it.

      I’ll scrape the sky with the tip of my fingers,

      Grab hold of the horse that wanders in the clouds,

      And ride it to my next home.

      The places I know will change.

      Breaking away from what’s digestible,

      I’ll

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