Carl Scharwath

TRUE BEING

For a moment,
Frozen in the window of my soul.
Immersed in a disquieting vision.
Knowing I will never see you again.

NOMAD

The moon quivers in the morning ecstasy
Red roses dance with reflective dewdrops
Heaven’s knowledge and eternity held
In the rapture or a wanderer’s anguish.

AXIS

The passion shall escape
  While the past,
   Flickering hungry
Is bleached invisible.

You gaze at
  The unfeigned light
   Walking out determined
From your world.

Knowing how it feels
  To be broken
   And have a black hole
On your timeline.

CREPUSCULE

Living between all boundaries
the light is always within grasp
winding through the face of another.
Entangled in the capsule of darkness
waiting to move forward in love
and paint a new beginning.

~~~

Carl Scharwath has appeared globally with 150+ journals selecting his poetry, short stories, interviews, essays, plays or art photography. His photography was featured on the cover of 6 journals. Two poetry books ‘Journey To Become Forgotten’ (Kind of a Hurricane Press) and ‘Abandoned’ (ScarsTv).

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6 thoughts on “Carl Scharwath

    1. So happy you enjoyed them, Kritika! Yes, there’s reality but also never ending hope in that last piece. Plus, it forced me to educate myself about the title! I love when writers “school” me. 🙂

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