Marcus Aurelius

steals the words from my mouth

and the vision continues

as I waver awake.


I spend the morning

trying to recall

on what journey I’ve been;

in how many harbours I’ve havened.


I unlearn my past

over lunch with a friend.

We have coffee and chat;

I can’t remember how we met.


The walk home is long.

The sun beats down.

My brain stem melts.

Did I feed the cat?


I take cover in my study

from whence the heat has fled

and squeeze the last little light

from the death of day.


I thumb through an empty address book

and recall the one man I ever loved.

I’d left him happy and fat,

standing in the rain.


The light flickers and dies –

so cliché!

I reach for it and miss…

translucent intangible intense.


Evil and blue eruptions

seek shelter under the sea;

poisonous lights fade away

and the day is no more.



It comes like the birth of a babe

from a Christ-bearing womb –

blessed and sinless and stone quiet…


and it isn’t long before I’m asleep,

and Marcus is back

only this time he’s Shakespeare

and he’s telling me what to say.


© The Poet Darkling


Published by: The Poet Darkling

The Poet Darkling is an award-winning poet, lyricist, author, editor, and freelance writer. She is currently working on her fifth poetry and monologue anthology, as well as her memoirs. In 2013, The Poet Darkling had the distinct honor of writing an introduction and closing poem for the short story anthology, “Broken Spokes along the Way,” by author Vance R. Farrell. She is also an esteemed member of several writer’s groups, including Writers-Network, and All Poetry, and was featured in the All Poetry anthology “Rewrite Sunlight” in 2017. Born in Chicago, Illinois, The Poet Darkling currently resides in Northeast Tennessee with her family, her pet black widow spider (whom she calls “Walter”), her imaginary muse (whom she hasn’t named), and her many diverse personalities. Since her childhood, The Poet Darkling has survived all manner of physical and sexual abuse, as well as mental illness, drug addiction, and long-term homelessness, and her poetry reflects this. With a steady voice, diverse subject matter, and the singular intent of helping others not only survive the darkness, but thrive there. The Poet Darkling appeals to a wide range of readers. She speaks for the traumatized soldier, the weary mother, the confused teen, the abandoned senior, the disenfranchised minority, the serial killer, and anyone who has suffered heartbreak, addiction, abuse, mental illness, and even the sting of death – and all in perfect rhyme and meter…or not. Following her own doctrine of “Live first; learn later,” The Poet Darkling is currently working on her M.A. in Creative Writing/English, with a concentration in Poetry at Southern New Hampshire University, where she also earned her B.A. in Creative Writing, with a concentration in Poetry and a minor in Professional Writing, graduating summa cum laude in 2017. The Poet Darkling is proud to be a member of the Sigma Tau Delta (Alpha Pi Psi) and Alpha Sigma Lambda (Sigma Psi) honor societies. When she is not writing, or plotting her bid for Poet Laureate of the United States, The Poet enjoys talking to herself, wandering around aimlessly and poking dead critters with sticks.

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