Poetry from Tuur Verheyde : Whence & The Faceless Urge



A poet gropes
The lining of the veil, 
Snatching shivers from
Every throbbing strand. 
She wonders, she wonders: 
Whence do they come, 
These scenes that slide 
Between each drowsy blink, 
These phrases that ambush 
Her idle thoughts and throw 
Their uninvited mystery 
Into her lap?  


A poet dies 
And swirls to see the eternal
Everything encased in Time
Unmoving like a crystal 
Kaleidoscopic coffin. 

A poet burns in the unseen 
Fabric of the Empty, 
Folded four times 
Into the swelling All. 
Her sparks drip into 
The time-trap to
Find her living self 
And set her mind alight 
With countless knowing 

The Faceless Urge

I am enthralled 
By an unquenchable desire 
To exist as naught  
But a whisper; to be a draught 
That raises hairs and draws
Forth shadows from within;
To be a pebble that stirs 
The watchers of your mind-
Lake; to exist only as a body
Of work that plants its talons 
And never lets go. 

It is a fate that may await 
Those who die and leave work
Behind. Yet in this digital day, 
Our ethereal profiles may 
Forever encase us in faces 
That decay and obscure 
The multitudes that writhe 
Within. We are more 
Than the profile, more 
Than the persona, 
We are winnowing winds, 
We are winding ways, 
We are a shadow play 
Of countless acts. 

And yet if we are to reach
Anyone on this blasted plane, 
We must cram our coagulating 
Contours into a singular frame. 
I say: don a mercurial mask, 
Be an unceasing metamorphosis 
Brimming with inchoate contradictions 
And insolubles—brand be damned—
Be the bustling mass, 
Be the turning page, 
The Janus-mask;  Be true 
Like a shudder. 


Tuur Verheyde is a twenty-five year old Belgian poet. His work endeavours to capture the weirdness of the 21st century; its globalised art, culture, politics and problems. Tuur’s poetry seeks to further cultural, spiritual, political and emotional connectivity on an international level. His work is personal and outward looking and seeks to accurately represent the blurred boundaries between the real, the surreal and the hyperreal, as well meshing the personal with the political and the spiritual. https://tuurverheyde.com

By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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