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Spinal Con-fusion: A Poem by a Survivor

By John Gregory Evans | Featured Author


There remains
a deadened,
freezing,
almost an anesthetizing
sense of dread
upon my fingertips and hands,
reaching deep into my leg’s nerves,
shattered spinal cord,
peeled away
as one peels an orange.

Walking,
now a challenge,
con-fusion of the fusion,
cervical cord,
Ruptured and bruised,
arrogance of the humanity factor.

Pain
within the eyes
like lightning fingers
to the crown
of God.

At night,
now I lay awake,
not to pity myself,
but to personify the relevance
for the un-forgotten.
Accretion of gunpowder residues,
a controlled combat
chaotic state of mind,
Where courage lay found.

And I from self
to self-consumed,
in a rage of fright,
carries forth another day of exile,
deep with the soul-hunter’s night,

I discover my contribution
for a patriotic chore,
my final thought for Uncle Sam,

Lay claim to stating, no more, no more!


Author Bio

johnevans

John Gregory Evans is a poet who writes from the gut, transforming free-verse poetry of his life experiences, good or trauma-related, and craft into art. His accomplishments include having authored a comparative paper with regards to Gian Lorenzo Bernini’s sculpture “Ecstasy of Teresa” and Eros in terms of understanding the differences among human espousal love as an ecstasy cooperating in a divine manner with Christ.

Evans lives in the Pacific Northwest with his wife and Shih Tzu named Paavo.

John’s Blog: JohnGEvansPoet.com


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13 replies »

  1. “personify the relevance for the un-forgotten…soul-hunter’s night”
    Great expression @johngregoryevans
    Looking forward to more fine poems!!

    • Hi Ana,
      It is a mystery is it not, phrases and words how they come to us. I think the mystery is where do they come from? I like to think this special place as soul. What are your thoughts on this? I would like to hear what you may have to say. Thank you for your valued comment. I am grateful.

      • Hey there!
        It most certainly is peculiar- how one manages to articulate their ideas in such an exquisite, yet subtle fashion. I am, infact, very often in awe of such beautiful expression :).
        To me these come from the deepest part of my heart, which knows nothing but honesty and that is the beauty of it, of how certain phrases and words can render us gratified!!
        P.S. It always is a pleasure dropping by a blog as amazing as yours.
        And thank you to you too for this intricately insightful conversation.

        • Ana, thank you for creating a wonderful conversation here. It pleases me to know just how humble you are. This becomes necessary to write well, and to write beautiful. I am excited and delighted you enjoy my blog. I will travel to yours and see your beautiful writing. Hoping er can chat a bit about this wonderful passion called poetry. Best!

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