Buried Horror

Buried Horror

Tuesday 9 May 2017

The Dead Do Not Depart


By I.B. Iskov
                                                                                               
They live in towers and basements                                                               
preserved by chill and shadow                                                                      
and if they sleep
they sleep with one eye open
and dream of life after death.

They watch the world in silence
between doorways and mountains
consuming their own passion
digesting the sights and sounds of the living.

They are never lonely in their aloneness
their invisible solitude flourishes under a godless sky
waiting for history to happen
without passing judgment
without passing through.

They sacrifice time in a self-made ghetto.
There is no escape from their prismatic prison.
Doors only lead them into darkness
enticing no warmth, no comfort.

They continuously search for truth
knowing their death was premature,
knowing their haunting is important,
wanting to change the mundane
bring light to their non-existence
and somehow make an undisclosed difference.

They are too lithe to disappear.
They move quickly and colourless
around the house
huge in the breeze
laying down roots that shiver.


(Sapphire Seasons, Aeolus House, 2010)


Bio


I.B. (Bunny) Iskov – is the Founder of The Ontario Poetry Society,
www.theontariopoetrysociety.ca. Bunny has won a few contest prizes
and she has several poetry collections.  She is the recipient of the
Absolutely Fabulous Woman Award, Arts & Culture category, 2017.
 


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