Tag: stories

Quick!

by Kerry Van Dorn | akervand, posted in Original Work, Poetry

Someone once said

Religion is the opium of the masses,

and maybe that was true

once upon a time

long before the vastly, interconnected world

we live in today. 

Before the widespread reveal of abuses,

both of money and innocence.

Today, the Church has lost its power.


We have a new opium,

a more refined drug

that doesn’t subdue us

with fear of action.

No.

This new drug,

this heroin of ours

That makes us two dollar

Hookers on the corner street

in order to get our fix

is more insidious

than the opium of the past.


In every home in the world,

from the billion-dollar McMansions

to the shacks in the ghetto,

everyone has access.

See the part where our old opium failed

is that it banked on us being too afraid

to do something

whereas our new heroin

gives us everything we ever wanted

lulling us into doing nothing.


In the brief moments of silence,

somewhere

in the back of our head

we realize this.

Our Response?

Quick!

Change the Channel.

Written – 10/30/2015

Updated – 3/28/2024

Is that all there is?

by Kerry Van Dorn | akervand, posted in Original Work, Poetry

Nothing was ever so disappointing

As realizing one thing.

I look around the world and think –

Is that all there is?

All the stories I’d been told,

Lies upon lies upon lies,

To hide the truth we all come to know –

This is all there is.

A sad disappointing world we cover up with stories,

A great many stories we never stop telling

So we don’t remember the truth we all come to know –

This is all there is.

Stories of wolves and dragons,

Stories of lives and loves,

Stories to trick us into thinking –

There is more than there is.

But these stories are all lies.

There may be princesses and princes,

There may be wolves and dragons,

But there isn’t more than this.

So, I listen to all the different stories,

To forget a sad, disappointing world

for a moment.

But the one thing I cannot forget thinking –

Is that all there is?

written – 4/2/2018

Purpose

by Kerry Van Dorn | akervand, posted in Original Work, Poetry

I can feel it sitting there

In the deep, dark pit of me

My story…or maybe stories

Trying to claw themselves free.

I push them down and down

And still they struggle to get out

Free from the darkness

That has trapped them so long

They fight up and out

Into the light for the first time

A few wobbly steps later

They stand tall, breathe, and live.

an answer to Why?

by Kerry Van Dorn | akervand, posted in Original Work, Poetry

My constant companion,
Never far from sight,
Always there for just in case,
How rarely you see the light.

An Idea of what could be, a future
For the two of us, you and me.
Grand plans created so alive in my mind.
In reality, likely never to be.

Untold stories trapped,
So many of them locked inside so deep.
Fear of Failure – lies told – doubt of oneself in truth.
Your unblemished pages, yours to keep.

Lifelong Joy

by Kerry Van Dorn | akervand, posted in Original Work, Poetry

There’s something comforting in the smell
of old books.
A cacophony of life surrounding,
and Yet
In one small breath, an upturned
book on one’s lap,
an instant transportation to a
New and wondrous land.
Alone or with companions, always
a grand adventure to be had.
In Celebrations, great and small,
equal joys to be found
in all the infinite tragedies.
There’s no story that could be told
unworthy of such a worship
found in the simple pleasure
of a quiet day.