Action Reaction Consequence Guilt Poem by David Lacey

The dryer turns a tumbleweed churn
As we ponder the realm
Of midnight oils bubbling, blurring
In the cascade of rainbows glamour fading.
Here we are left
Wondering what it is we have learnt from the experience.
Have we learnt to appreciate the moment in the present’s presence.
Are we to be left upon the shelf with no defenses, helpless?
Or are we forever to drift inside the river or our knowing.

My form aches from exposure to the eye, the void of the sun unfolding.
Can you see the stars in her eyes, Can you see you the story untold
Beyond the page, beyond the end of demonic manifestations raging Forth bold from the ether, scattering tribes, bribing in temptation
Selling enslavement in the guise of redemption
Empty threats for empty minds
You have your fun I'll have mine.

Action Reaction Consequence Guilt
Each a wall I've built up a round my soul
Each a wall that makes me whole.

I remember the girl of checkered fabrics
Waving goodbye sweet dreams forever to skies
Of blue, Sinking blissful in slumber
Into a blanket of morning dew.

Here I am left wishing wasted,
Here I am running to be chased.

Escape beyond the reason you find upon the mantel ticking over,
Picking no tone from another in endless clockwork symmetry,
Seek a reason beyond the bowl the elders say
What’s meant to be won't pass you by they say

As she comes running fast headstrong alike the last rays of the setting sun
Dying as the race is run only to come together when the morn hath sprung
Win me love a love is won, Sing a song beneath the sun
Swallowed into dream time, sanctuary from this blue of mine

The deepest blue I've known