Along with reams of short stories, and longer attempts at fiction, I’ve written countless poems over the decades. The bulk were written in my teens and twenties and I literally have folders full of handwritten and typewritten compositions.

I’d been threatening to put a selection into print since the mid-90’s. I remember discussing it with an old girlfriend in ’95 but a number of things always seemed to stop me. Part of that was not really being sure if I wanted to share them with the world, part was never having the time to go through what was amounting to thousands of bits of paper – ranging from typed and formatted finished compositions to hand written stanzas on the back of paper bags, or anything I had at hand when inspiration hit.

A few years ago I finally got round to sorting out a collection and published them under the title “Wild Card Symphonies”. Consisting of three smaller volumes of my work, “Wild Card Symphonies”, “Cry To Me”, and “This Graveyard Heart”, the book totaled just over 120 poems. You can buy a copy (plug plug) through Lulu on one of the links at the bottom of the page if you like what you read and want to have more.

Forest Of Tears

Look into the face of midnight,

Remember the dances

In your mind.

And the shadow

Of a tear

Runs down your face.

And the shadows

Of a tear,

Reminds me

Of the broken hearted.

–

No pillars of faith

To lean on.

No more dreams,

They’ve melted all away.

In innocence you killed

The roses in the garden,

That dance in your mind.

In innocence you killed

And made,

The forest of tears.

–

Seconds turn to minutes.

Colours to black and white.

The music stops playing,

And the dancers flee in terror

Into the shadows of your mind.

Into the shadows

Of your mind.

Of your poisoned mind.

The dancers flee

And sell their souls

To you,

And me.

But you don’t care,

And let them be

Hidden in your heart.

That broken heart.

That reminds me

Of a shadow

Of a tear

That’s so lost,

And alone,

In a forest of tears.

In the forest of tears.

(FOREST OF TEARS By A R J Abranson; 08-02-91/18:47)

My poetry anthology, Wild Card Symphonies, is available to buy now on Lulu in both Softcover and Dust Jacket Hardcover.

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