Inner Realm

Inner Realm
By Ginger Hinson

Show me your body's kingdom
All your hidden chambers;
Secret passageways to explore

Guide me to your treasure room
Where golden moments await
Guarded against time's thieves

Let me be that burglar who
Opens your inner safe, sees
Your valuables, pockets the prize

Then you will feel life's truth
Unlocked with sureness, revealing
Unhindered vulnerability, the You

The Devil's Card

The Devil's Card
By Ginger Hinson

Gossip is a demon
Created by Satan himself
When the devil reads
Shall not bear false witness,
He laughs, laughs, and laughs

He jumps in glee
When church members gossip
That's the coup deemed worthy
Of the dark endless smile lurking
Upon Lucifer's devious lips

Sin's many faces
Are frightful to glance upon,
Yet, none so exquisitely pleasing
Than seeing a faithful stumble.
Fall, Fall, Fall is his rally cheer

Gossip's daggers pierce
The victim's soul cracks, breaks
Assumptions can be deadly
Lies told can make one forsaken
God as people judge, condemn

Oh, when the congregation
Brings its own to their knees
A great cry rises from Hell
Glory be, Glory be, Glory be
They mockingly shout to Heaven

Next time your church
Stabs, murders with cruelty words
Remember Satan is watching
Laughing in your face as you
Step one inch closer to his fire

Castle of Lies

Castle of Lies
By Ginger Hinson

A prisoner in my pearlescent castle
Constructed from beautiful lies
To pacify my color coded life
Leading to creativity's decay

Existence ordered, numbered
Towards spirit's chiseling death
Greatness unachievable as I
Stumble through created fables

Self fibs mate, combine, multiply
The norm achieved, convention binds,
Dictates my views, my actions
Where's my passion? My soul tolls

Does my being notice, wonder
Against time's stealing promises
Of unhurried stance for many
Tomorrows will come?  Lying lies.

I shall clasp today's willing hand,
Pull it with tenacity, Guide myself
Beyond illusions, wipe, slap away
Deceptions, Fill my living with candor

Life

Life Unknown
By Ginger Hinson

Trepidation Collide with me              
I can miss a feeling, a place
My soul graspingly beholds
An illusionary fleeting kiss for
A life unknown, needed, unknown
Whose phantom touch caress
Molecularly resonates, cutting
My core restraints, my shackles
Loosened by dream's euphoria

Awash with exotic lands painted

Promises, untraveled mountains,

Beaches to soothe the unquenchable.

Diverse people unmet call to me

Enticingly pleading, imploring,

Demanding encounter's raw quest

Screaming...Be Engaged, Be Present

Abandon comfort, Abandon complacency

To the shadows of an unexplored life

Inferno

Naked Inferno
By Ginger Hinson

Lured into my lair
Never to return
The magic of my essence
Perfumes the tense atmosphere
Headily Hypnotizing eager prey.
He quivers as fragrant aromas seep
From tactile pores invading his
Senses with yearning's inferno.
Desire's intoxication confounds,
Thoughts muddled, restraint disperses
To floatation's realm of illogic
The spell casts escape's null options
The captive's soul willingly disappears
Never to be seen again, never to be seen

Captive

Captive
By Ginger Hinson

I am my own prisoner
Contained behind purgatory bars
Erected from self doubt's confusion
Fortified from Illusion's fatalistic coup

I buried escape's skeleton key
Forged from ambition's blaze
Beneath my wavering consciousness
Waiting to pry open infinities fears

Extrovert

Two Sides
By Ginger Hinson

Extroverted Introvert
Outwardly bold, still
Shyness lurks, ready
To retreat into calmness

Introverted Extrovert
Silently sitting, emotions
Churning to shout for
Adventurous displays

Rise

Rise

Bombardment crushes
The mortal core.
Unleash life's burden,
Banish death's tentacles
That wraps, squeezes
Dreams with python strength.

Dig your fingers
Into decay's abyss
Choke the fear, kill
Expectations serpent
With unyielding fortitude
Resist and Rise

Captive

Captive
By Ginger Hinson

I am my own prisoner
Contained behind bars
Of self doubt and illusions

I buried escape's key
Beneath my consciousness
Waiting to pry open my fears

Extrovert/Introvert

Two Sides

Extroverted introvert
Outwardly bold, still
Shyness lurks, ready
To retreat into calmness

Introverted extrovert
Silently sitting, emotions
Churning to shout for
Adventurous displays

Silent Scrream

The following is for anyone going through difficult times.

Fight On
By Ginger Hinson

The silent screams
Are the worse
They must not hear
They must not know

Be strong, Be brave
No tears to show
Fight on, Fight on
They must not know

Our Flag

No Between
By Ginger Hinson

Our Flag hears
The sighs of the time
Exasperation caused from
Misunderstanding, Speaking,
But not hearing pulsates
Through our country

Our flag cries
Our hearts harden before
A word is uttered . Afraid of
Empathy for the other side
Instead of united, we imagine
Villains slicing daggers at freedom

Our flag weeps
Opposite opinions become a
Sword, a scary scenario to be
Avoided. Must shut down, must
Not hear or try to understand.
Compromise is not an option

Our flag mourns
The atmosphere permeates
With either or, there is
No between, no solution.
If we rip the barriers,
Bear the pain, what then?

Our flag hopes
Could the murky veil lift?
Would we see neither side
Is fully right or have stone
Hearts? What joyful strides
If logic prevailed; hatred lost

Words

Forage
By Ginger Hinson

The healing vapors
Of your words
Your body is balm
Soothing as you
Forage through my
Past, exploring the
Now, not promising,
Yet hinting at a
Future or an illusion

The Cut

Many of my poems come from what goes on in society and are not from personal experience. The following can have two meanings. The poem can reflect the emotional process a person caught in a lie experiences. It can also be about someone who practices physical cutting as a form of release.

Cutting Image
By Ginger Hinson

Reality breaks
Shattering my frame.
Shards puncture, rips
The skin off resistance
Forcing the false self
To bleed secrets.
Pressure released,
Healing begins

Stories

Writing
By Ginger Hinson

Inspiration spirals from
A dimension beyond
My mind's capacity
Engulfing with textures,
Sensations, enlightenment
Speaking unknown truths
To awaken my inner being

The words alight
Onto thought's parchment
As though heaven opened
To reveal a glimpse of awe
Bodily atoms radiate butterflies
They flutter, excitement builds
Stories emerge, bliss exhales

The Fall

Eve
By Ginger Hinson

Mesmerized by
The serpent's lies
Promises of life, power.
Striking beyond temptation
The need seeped, poured
Into her core, yearning ignited

No choice, Just one bite,
One little nibble of sin
To open the universe.
Her teeth sunk into knowledge,
The thrill lasting a moment
Then death knew her name

The realization too much,
Burden's heavy toll pulled
With hands of steel towards
Eclipse, a darkness pressed
Upon her, she had to share.
Share the agony, desperation

Regret consumed, tormented
She handed her love the fruit
Whispering sweet deceit to entice.
Doubt abated by desire's thrall
He trusted, consuming the forbidden
Forever plunging him into despair

A Star's Last Moment

Supernova
By Ginger Hinson

Stark, intense, exquisite
The darkness beckons
Opening unknown universes
For lingering exploration

Tentative, slowly, expectantly
The breath intakes
Starbursts bathes one's essence
Besought, sureness collapses

Love One Another

Knowing
By Ginger Hinson

All is good
Unless it's bad
And the world keeps
Going, flowing, growing

You love who you love
Being who you see
Inside you, In your depth
You always know

Bullying

The following poem is about the internal impact of bullying.

Erosion
By Ginger Hinson

Word flames scorch.
The serpentine tongue
Painfully licking vulnerability.
The ego's wall thickens

Barrier's perimeter extends
To contain the internal
Seepage as it dissolves,
Eroding esteem from within

A forcefield permeates,
Covering, hiding truths,
Fending off fire's bite,
Separating from the onslaught

Reputation

Recently, I've seen many people in the media lose their reputations. I imagined what it would feel like and wrote the following poem.

Tangled
By Ginger Hinson

The dis-repair of my psych
My reputation shatters
Misguided by society's expectations
Leading to destruction's chaos

Receptors distorted by noise
That's forever babbling
With frothy nonsensical chatter.
Tangled morals become remorse

Another poem

The following is a poem about politics and people not getting along.

Politics
By Ginger Hinson

Pervert station, Sinister ideas
Of the universe converge
Infiltrating the soul and
Feeding the iniquities of
The World's perceptions

Dark matter inside seeps into
Forbidden places, recesses
Too deep... Light can't penetrate
Foreshadowing the future
Impacting the cosmic flow

Should a spark ignite
Would it, could it be enough
To cast away the dank suspicions
That intertwine in society?
Can humanities flame erupt,

Combust into a fire of change
Purging the black ice from
Our hearts? A steel of
Understanding to build a bridge
Erasing hatred and despair.

Poems

Disconnect
By Ginger Hinson

Electronic succubus,
Thief of time
Filling the emptiness
With False connections
That leaves a void,
A black hole to
Cipher the soul,
The self, into oblivion.



Internal
By Ginger Hinson

Classified thoughts
Too secret to reveal
Churn within the complex
Known as imagination

The Breakup

The Breakup
By Ginger Hinson

Falling memories
Through the misty sighs
The dark night speaks,
Resonates with secrets.

Shivers dance
Cascading over the body
The essence of thought
Reverberates, flows, awakens

Senses heightened
Identities fleetingly unite
Then separateness overtakes.
The bond fades, numbness remains.