The Undefeated

To be left with nothing
is something –
To be left
to feel the rain
The touch of the sun
To ponder the better
that is bound to come
and I have it all
according to some
yet all I want
is to run


To escape
my tormentor
But where I go
he goes He knows
me He is me
An evil dwarf
beneath the
synaptic bridges
of my memories
daring me to cross
from the past
some days

Days like today
with the rain and gloom
seeping into the room
turning me against me
and I say

let it rain

Let it cleanse
the wounds
of the undefeated

Of I

The great seawall
dispersing every surging
wave of me

Author: OdinsBard

Writer, author, Navy vet, musician, intermittent mystic, old soul and practicing poet

5 thoughts on “The Undefeated”

  1. Funny because as soon as it starts raining, I always feel so happy inside. The purifying rain, like you say, washing away all the shit. To me, it’s not gloomy it’s glorious. It’s that damn sun that makes me so depressed.

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    1. I feel the same way . . . sometimes. I don’t mind the sun at all, but I detest the heat! Anything above about 70-72 is too hot for me, so I’m not a big fan of summer. I’ll take mid/late Fall through early winter anytime! 🙂

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      1. Yes!! Autumn and winter are definitely my favorites. And I did exaggerate a tad. I do like the sun here and there but I prefer the rain. But you need the sun to appreciate the rain (or for regular people, you need the rain to appreciate the sun 😉). I don’t do well in the heat either… guess that’s why Alaska suits me!

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