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I decided to compile my personal favourites out of my thousand-ish loose poems into three distinct collections, primarily to clean up the clutter and make them more accessible. This is the first of said three collections.
The poems in this collection deal with the melancholy that runs like a fine undercurrent beneath all other emotions – with the acceptance of change and the passing of time, as well as appreciation for the ephemeral nature of the world and life itself.

A lot of thoughts and deliberations went into this arrangement. I originally disliked the thought compiling the poems “out of context”. But as I came to realize, that isn’t at all the case here – rather, they strengthen and complete each other, and create their own context.
That, even though they were written up to seven years apart, and from different viewpoints.

Those who know me well may see me in places – and the vast majority will see a direct and honest description of life and the world. As it should be.

Category: Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

Who I Am

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

The cold light of dawn that highlights all flaws – I stand firm in the face of danger, humiliation, misunderstanding – for lack of alternative. What does the world have to offer me but a prison made of human hearts […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

Childhood Dreams

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

I used to dream of wisdom, I used to dream of strength. I used to dream of good things – those dreams were all to end. I used to dream up people, I used to dream up jobs. I dreamt […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

The Dried-Up Ocean

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

Childhood vs. Adult Imagination I remember, once upon a time, an ocean stretching far and wide – an open, endless, wide expanse whose boundaries were out of sight Yet now, when in that kind of mood I take the path […]

  • 30 after thoughts
  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201813

New Poem: Old, Torn Lace

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

Old, torn lace hanging draped over a sunkissed face. We’re old as a species though the planet thinks us young. … Paint that scales off house facades – crackled pavements worn by decades. Weathered, wooden fences – weathered, broken tiles. […]

  • 30 after thoughts
  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201813

New Poem: Lace

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

SPRING: The buds that unfold and grow, the dew that resumes at night, droplets in beams of light, dispersing remnants of snow. SUMMER: The skin on the back of your hand, the sunshine through the trees, the veins that pattern […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201823

My Antiquities

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

The things I valued not so long ago – the things for which I lived and the ones I left untold are all now piled together into one close-packed rhyme for all now share in fate: They’ve fallen out of […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

Reminder

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

Confusion is a fact of life, and when my mind forgets, my dreams continue to remind me of the life I had; I see you, see your smile again, and hear your voice again, I feel you touch me, feel […]

  • 30 after thoughts
  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201813

New Poem: My Questions

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

I have so many questions; at least one for every person I have met, both the ones alive and the ones who are dead. I have so much to ask everyone because I want to understand my life and its […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201830

Ode to My Elementary School

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

A pile of rubble, bricks and timber scattered on a plain. Some cluttered lines of trees alone is what remain. And weeds are sprouting through the waste uncaring and unkind. But then again – how could they care – does […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201823

All There Is Left Now

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

An open, empty field covered only by the grass where something used to be – well, something had to pass I stare at the empty space and cannot fathom this – all that is left is emptiness Passing shooting stars […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201830

A Crooked Tree – I

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

A lonely being, standing at the crossroad, abandoned by your family and friends – the healthy, youthful lot who once stood by you, now long gone – used as firewood by humans, made into planks, tools, ornaments of unknown use […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201830

A Crooked Tree – II

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

I’ve wished that I was beautiful, spent years pining therefore – and wasted years on dreaming me into something I couldn’t be – just this I am; a crooked tree; the only beauty found in me sounds through my crooked […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

Voluntary Isolation

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

There’s a glow of orange on the horizon – a hidden city out of sight housing countless nameless people unlike me who don’t seek loneliness with every breath – it’s right over there behind the trees; right over there behind […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

Dust

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

It gathers on my drying lips – the dust of our lives. The dust of repetition, lives of dust that we must live, and dust-related lies as well that turn to stories which we tell and name as “memories” Lives […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

Delta

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

If I were a river flowing through the land my thoughts would be the delta for they get out of hand in their pursuit of oneness with oceans of wisdom which isn’t mine but others’ – most of whom long […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

Candleflames

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

We’re candleflames flickering in the wind – the smallest change of weather and we all blow out again.

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

How Ironic

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

How ironic; a symbol of youth is the sun – an ancient-old guardian whose youth is long gone.

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

Gone

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

The softness of the quiet nights is gone. The roar of emptiness now shears its way through every place where lights were shortly on. The smoothness of a quiet day is gone. The drizzle of the sadness dims all colours […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201823

Family

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

Your parents are a fortress that serves a dual purpose: to protect or to incarcerate – Your family’s your country for better or for worse, whether you would like to stay or wish to escape – You’ll carry these with […]

  • Confessions of the Cold Light of Dawn
17 Mar, 201822

Life Is Like a Drop of Rain

Posted By K-M Skalkenæs

Life is like a drop of rain. First a fall then a splash and it leaves a stain. Then it’s drawn to the clouds to return again.

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