“Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before….” — Edgar Allan Poe
Nietzsche didn’t get
virtual reality, the benefit
of mirrored aviators when fighting
the demons of oneself.
Becoming
monsterly while combating evil shows
a decided lack of lyrical aesthetic. Dance
in toe shoes around the edge of the whole.
I spend
hours opposing monsters that lurk
within me. The worst that happens
is that I build up a terrible appetite.
Appease the beast or at least get
out of his way in the kitchen.
-CHARLES LYMAN
Charles Lyman studied Fiction and Poetry (and a lot of other cool stuff) at the University of Minnesota. He teaches English in Orlando, Florida where he resides with his favorite poet and their disdainful dog. To read more of his poetic and creative writings visit –
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Charles poetry is deep and witty. Inner demons have never been opposed in a more creative manner. And hard work often builds a ravenous appetite. Better not stand in the way of a hungry beast.
Congratulations Charles!
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Thank you for publishing this poem!
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It’s ugly, thirsty work for sure. Wonderful poem, Charley. Congratulations on having your poem accepted.
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Thank you, Jade! Speaking of thirst… it’s almost wine o’ clock.
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You’re welcome, and Cheers!
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