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Out of the Darkness
Out of the Darkness
Out of the Darkness
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Out of the Darkness

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A group of poems based on the last several years of the author's life. A mixture of dark and humorous poems.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherKaren C. Webb
Release dateMay 27, 2015
ISBN9781310882036
Out of the Darkness
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Karen C. Webb

Karen Webb lives in New Mexico and has traveled all over the country. She is an avid reader of fiction and enjoys writing it as well, setting her stories in locations she has visited. She writes as time allows, carrying a laptop with her and writing when she can. "I have more ideas for novels than I have time to write," says Karen. She also enjoys gardening, horseback riding and hiking through the mountains, searching for buried treasure with a metal detector.

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    SHADOW KEY

    Like Alice in Wonderland—locked doors everywhere

    Why can’t I find the key—life is so unfair

    My mind is searching everywhere. Searching, searching for the key

    To unlock the hidden thoughts buried deep inside of me

    Darkness holds the key. Midnight has the answer

    It’s locked away inside my head—like a shadow dancer

    There’s a door to the past—memories long since buried

    I open it to a flood of thoughts—under this weight I’ve carried

    I find the key, I open the door. Inside I see, my dreams are there

    Strange ideas and thoughts. Like nothing I’ve seen before

    The words await me beyond the door—new ideas for me to see

    Poems and stories, ideas so strange. Always there, but locked away inside of me

    I see the past as it was and what is yet to come

    Rooms full of memories—other rooms with none

    I see half-formed thoughts and scrambled words

    Untold stories with nouns, but no verbs

    The words are behind another door

    Locked away there, lying on the floor

    If only I could find the key

    The darkness in my mind—filled with shadows so sublime

    Wouldn’t be such a mystery

    The key lies in the darkness—hidden in my thoughts

    Shadows dance across my mind—memories I have sought

    Dark recesses of my mind are still a mystery

    Dreams unlock a door at night—by day, you need a key

    The shadow key is there—I see it become free

    Although it’s dark and scary—I’ve unlocked a piece of me

    As I walk through the shadows I see hallways unwind

    Pushing cobwebs to the side, exploring my own mind

    The hallway stretches for eternity—locked doors, I plainly see

    Through a door, into my thoughts—is where I long to be

    I turn the key, I open the door—the darkness so complete

    But through the door, the other side—words aren’t such a feat

    I see the valley of the shadow—death is everywhere

    If I’m locked inside my mind—who will even care?

    The door creaks open slowly—hinges long unused

    Leave the past behind me—the part of me that’s bruised

    A whole new space, an empty room—it sits there quietly waiting

    For my thoughts, for my

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