Swimming in Thoughts
- Claude St Louis
- Jun 21, 2020
- 3 min read
Updated: Jun 3, 2022

Lone Wolf
There is a Lone wolf in my soul
Tormented, crippled and haunting
Nothing has been felt as cold
As the Ides of March morning
There is a stranger in my head
Edging me closer to the door
Sitting on the edge of my bed
Still staring the ground floor
My body aches
My mind wonders
When will the cage be open?
When will I be released?
My mind howls to be set free
As I only want to be left wild
I don't recognize my own dreams
I'm like a feral child
My mind wonders without borders
While the body is trapped in a bird cage
Mind and body are no longer in order
The sense of unbalance deepens my rage
Like the lone hungry wolf
You stay patient, low and you wait
Behind branches and brushes
You lay and wait.....
Like a lynx in a snare
You lay and wait....
Like a lion spotting it's prey
You lay and wait.....
Like an eagle on a branch
You focus and wait....
The patient ones will conquer
They will feed and grow stronger
While the weak, dissolution ones
will slowly and simply fade away..
A night of nights
On a crisp autumn night Shortly past midnight... Things just didn’t feel right
At a moment, unfamiliar objects touched me
A sinking feeling rushed through me I reached for my chest but clutched my soul It became too quiet, there was no one to console
The walk down made the staircase crackle beneath me
Eyes wide, bent over to see farther than need be
Everything was there for me to see,
Confused, my eyes seized the moment
Where forever our lives were broken That moment, heaven and earth collided Time stood still, knowing they were forever united
The still of the night, the smell of the air haunted me Familiar entities gathered around me We gazed in to each other's empty eyes Mumbling incoherent jargon With people that went beyond
Daisy field Freedom
Born content and unknowingly poor,
Walking shoeless out the back door.
Through daisy fields and toward the creek,
Feeling secure of the dangers we seek.
Down the narrow trails I would wander,
Alone with my thoughts I would ponder.
Forcefully steering my minds’ attention,
Away from chaotic thoughts I had no comprehension.
A stray dog lay nervously on our porch; Hoping to be accepted and not ignored.
I realized while hugging the mongrel;
That daisy field freedom was fading from us all
Passages of time slipped through confused mind.
Darker moments replaced those innocent times.
Could not fathom what was to come,
Easy for the few, impossible for some.
The smell of war was in the air
Right or wrong it was not fair
My naive mind did not comprehend
That my life’s reality was coming to an end
Many brothers were lost,
Being brave while running across.
Never thought anything could feel so sore
As the mighty Guns of Normandy resonating my core
Coming home, changed, disillusioned, confused
I was told we fought for freedom…
It was certainly not for my freedom,
As I spent the rest of my life living with demons.
My life was used to better yours,
Follow the decent path, live in peace.
Don’t allow your children to rise,
Because of their unwillingness to compromise.
Live your own life
We can sadly cry through life
We can feel injustice pained upon us
Or we can let our heart grow wings
And glide freely through life’s turbulent swings
We can blame society for our mental turmoil
Blame the written book for our treacherous toil
Blame our surroundings for who we’ve become
Only one’s self can rid of this self made conundrum
Let a familiar hand lead you out of the darkness
Caution the hand with a feel of harshness
Caution the hand with a feel of softness
Avoid the hand that never walked through your darkness
Grasp strongly, longley and trustingly the extended hand of your own soul…
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